| In the real world, these just people with ideas
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| In the real world, these just people with ideas
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| In the real world, these just people with ideas
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| In the real world, these just people with ideas
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| That shit cray, that shit dead
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| , that shit fake, plastic head
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| Cassius Clay at his head, atta boy, atta kid
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| I’ma need a napkin, cook 'em up
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| And he gon' need an Aspirin, hook him up
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| Niggas was busy scrappin', put 'em up
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| I was too busy rapping, good as fuck
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| Niggas don’t act like grown ups
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| When niggas don’t get to grow up
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| Niggas don’t wanna throw hands
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| That’s what made me wanna throw up
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| But these young gunners ain’t nothin' but young stunners
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| And niggas see you as come ups so niggas just wanna run up
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| Niggas asking, «What up?» |
| I said on my soul, I’m a hundred
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| My niggas stay in the low end, the others stay in the hundreds
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| My daddy throw me the hands and my momma told me to love 'em
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| My neighbors told me they hunting, I hope I make it through summer
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| They stole one of my niggas, I should have seen that one coming
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| My priest told me it’s angels, my niggas told me its nothing
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| I’m thinking about my nigga he thinking before he die
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| I’m going to war with fate and I’m going to war with God
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| I’m burning up all the papers 'cause all the reporters lied
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| I called up my lil' homie, bought him a .45
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| Brown boys are dying and none of 'em were for business
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| And all of em' love they momma and all of they mommas miss 'em
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| And this shit is just stupid, this shit is fucking senseless
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| The news shouldn’t support it, this shit is getting expensive
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| I don’t know why I sleep with my eyes wide
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| Hoping that I find you
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| And I don’t know why I sleep with my eyes wide
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| Hoping that I find you
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| And now for something completely different
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| And I don’t know why I sleep with my eyes wide
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| Hoping that I find you
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| And hoping that I find you
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| I been hoping that I find you
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| I’m missing you
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| I’m missing you
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| I’m missing you
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| I’m missing you
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| I’m missing you
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| In the real world, these just people with ideas
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| In the real world, these just people with ideas
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| I’m missing you
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| In the real world, these just people with ideas |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Missing You , by - Chance The Rapper. Song from the album 10 Day, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп