| Mold my like it was playdough
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| Build me up just like some legos
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| Break me down from every angle
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| Swear that imma be okay though
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| Halos never make the angel
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| Fight through Hell to get to Heaven
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| Get some top from all my demons
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| I can tell you that’s a blessin'
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| You infectious, I’m infected
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| By your presence, every second
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| And If it kill me then you right then i’ll probably let it
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| I don’t have to find a reason
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| Sippin' on some European
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| With a freak bitch
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| Say she Indonesian
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| Really? |
| I don’t see it
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| But
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| Life a vivid image
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| Don’t blink twice or you might miss it
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| Gifted
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| Excellence, I piss it
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| Intuition in my blood just like syringes
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| No position
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| For the sky to be the limit
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| Baby I don’t want no love if it’s comin' from a distance
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| So I’m done with all that modest shit
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| Spit a verse so dope that you probably need a fuckin' tolerance
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| Pride in pressed pills but I still can’t even swallow it
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| My ego big as all my fuckin confidence
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| And ain’t nobody stoppin' it
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| Nobody
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| Nobody
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| Nobody
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| Nobody
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| I can’t trust a soul I can’t trust nobody
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| Turn me
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| Burn me
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| I love when you hurt me
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| Heavens gates are line with blunts and you can bet them bitches pearly
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| Destination turn to journey pop it for me like a Perkey
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| Only good die young that means I don’t gotta worry
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| If nothin' last forever I want you to be my nothin'
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| Got this feelin' in my stomach that we might just kick the bucket
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| I’m like fuck it
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| Press the button
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| Self destruction
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| Everything I never wanted, I’ve become it
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| No strings attached and I’m still a puppet |