| No more, fake love
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| Fake love, fake nah, nah
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| I want designer, -signer, -signer
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| 'signer, 'signer, 'signer, 'signer
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| No more, fake love
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| Fake love, fake nah, nah
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| I want designer, -signer, -signer
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| 'signer, 'signer, 'signer, 'signer
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| No more, fake love
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| Fake love, fake nah, nah
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| I want designer, -signer, -signer
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| 'signer, 'signer, 'signer, 'signer
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| No more, fake love
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| Fake love, fake nah, nah
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| I want designer, -signer, -signer
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| 'signer, 'signer, 'signer, 'signer
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| I don’t want no off-brand, you know I need quality
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| Love that’s based on equality
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| Fuck that reverse psychology
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| I go through hella obstacles, so my home life just gotta be
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| A place where I can roll a J, enjoy my day in harmony
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| I got a lot on my mind
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| They got a lot of shit planned
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| I think they robbin' me blind
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| But I’m the person that stuck out my hand
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| Yeah, I’m the person that stuck out they neck
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| They take it all but I’m writtin' the check
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| And if I’m goin' higher, I try to inspire
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| By tellin' my riders to hop on a jet
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| Got more issues that don’t show in pictures
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| My bitches don’t ever expect
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| Live in my feelings, it’s not so appealing
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| My head steady reeling, I’m tryna connect
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| Promise I’m dealing, get high as the ceiling
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| It help in concealing, mistake and regret
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| I’m fuckin' set
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| Why would I want that dead weight around?
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| I’m not gon' wait around
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| Bitch, I’ll be on to the next
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| Bitch, I’m a star
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| Frontin' on me is just frontin' yourself
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| You won’t make it too far
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| Everyone bankin' on me, gettin' lots of that green
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| I’m exclusively pullin' that card, my shit is hard
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| I’m 'bout to blow
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| Fuck negativity, hoe
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| Get it together or go
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| I got more shit to handle, I don’t need a scandal
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| Unless it’s the show
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| No more, fake love
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| Fake love, fake nah, nah
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| I want designer, -signer, -signer
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| 'signer, 'signer, 'signer, 'signer
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| No more, fake love
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| Fake love, fake nah, nah
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| I want designer, -signer, -signer
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| 'signer, 'signer, 'signer, 'signer
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| No more, fake love
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| Fake love, fake nah, nah
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| I want designer, -signer, -signer
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| 'signer, 'signer, 'signer, 'signer
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| No more, fake love
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| Fake love, fake nah, nah
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| I want designer, -signer, -signer
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| 'signer, 'signer, 'signer, 'signer
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| I need designer
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| Wished on a star for a rider
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| Think I need a fighter
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| If I’m too blunt, be a lighter
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| I need designer
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| Wished on a star for a rider
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| Think I need a fighter
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| If I’m too blunt, be a lighter, yeah
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| I flew you out 'cause I knew that you needed a plan
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| Story of us convoluted, I gotta dilute it
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| Fuck where we began
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| Bottom line, you hurt this heart of mine
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| Damn, this how we end?
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| You needed bank and I needed a friend
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| We used each other I guess, I gave more and got less
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| But the issue is not what I spent
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| Problem has never been greed
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| Problem is all that I need
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| I’m a sunflower that feel like a seed
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| I’m screamin' «Water me!»
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| You like, «This bitch got way too many needs»
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| And to be honest, I know what you mean
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| So instead of me makin' a scene
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| I’m just gon' make it a hit
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| If somebody told me you’d dip, I’d think they off the weed
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| Or off the Molly
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| But thinkin' forever is folly
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| You think I changed since I moved to North Holly'
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| I’m in my lane, I don’t bother nobody
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| I still got my Kia, don’t drive a Bugatti
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| If you ain’t got no one, you know that you got me
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| Send love from afar, got a feeling you copy
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| I’m not in the place that I was when you caught me
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| But I’ma got on, ain’t a loss that can stop me
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| Yeah, this my life now
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| No lookin' back, tunnel visions, I dreamed of right now
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| It’s nothing missing, the distance somethin' to write 'bout
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| I’ll let you hear it, you fear it when it get typed out
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| Hmm
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| I see Twitter got you bitter lately
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| The internet done turned a summer to the winter lately
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| Burned out the fire, went from bumming it to winning, baby
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| Time to eat your words, you’re late for dinner, baby
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| I ain’t no beginner, baby
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| Humbly admit it, I’m a sinner, baby
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| I made mistakes but I own up to that
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| And I’m «on» all the time
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| When I’m in private, I don’t have to act
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| But you like to reverse it, flip that script like fuckin' acrobats
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| You talented
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| I’m over tip-toein' around the problems, honey
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| I been steady cryin' and dyin', it ain’t about the money
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| And just for perspective, projections tell me that more is comin'
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| I’m a hot commodity
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| Do you see what I’m 'bout to be?
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| You dizzy, bitch you gotta be
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| Get off of me
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| Leave with all you got from me
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| You novice, bein' honest, I’m a prodigy
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| Fulfillment of a prophecy
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| You know that this the truth, it feel like gospel, G
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| I exorcise the mind, I’m like lumosity
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| So fuck what you done costed me
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| I’m 'bout to get it back, I’m thinkin' ten fold
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| I’m learnin' from our story, 'cause it’s been told
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| I need someone who’s down for all the clouds
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| I’m talkin' ten toes and two hearts and one soul
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| This passive shit, it gets old
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| It gets old
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| Farewell, my love
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| You’ve been alone before
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| I know you’ll fare well, my love (Farewell, my love)
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| Farewell, my love
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| You’ve been alone before
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| I know you’ll fare well, my love |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song DESIGNER , by - CHIKA. Song from the album INDUSTRY GAMES, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп