| Live fast die young, Go all-in,
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| Record labels on the phone stay calling,
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| First they couldn’t figure me out,
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| Funny how they all want a piece of me now and,
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| Who’s hot, tell me who’s really balling,
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| Whats the number on the phone they dialing,
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| never would’ov picture me now,
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| bet you wanna take a pic with me now,
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| And oohh ever would have known, tell me who your looking at, when your all
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| alone,
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| and ooh ever would’ov known, tell me who your looking at when your all alone…
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| is it me, me, me, me.
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| I used to live in a little ass town,
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| now I sell out shows, bouncing up and down,
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| flying all around, doing my thing and,
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| don’t be mad cuz they calling my name,
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| stunting on these ho’s, brand new frames,
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| brand new rides with the candy paint,
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| damn who knew I could shine so bright,
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| I want to feel this way everyday of my life,
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| And oohh ever would have known, tell me who your looking at, when your all
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| alone,
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| and ooh ever would’ov known, tell me who your looking at when your all alone…
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| is it me, me, me, me.
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| What you looking at? |
| what you what you look, what you looking at? |
| me?
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| looking at looking at, me? |
| wicka wicka, what you looking at what you what you
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| looking at?
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| what ever your looking for, you ain’t gotta look past me?
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| oh you like that, oh you oh you like that,
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| looking at me, looking at looking at me?
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| What you looking at? |
| what you what you look, what you looking at? |
| me?
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| looking at looking at, me?
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| oh you like that, oh you oh you like that,
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| oh you like that, oh you oh you like that
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| And oohh ever would have known, tell me who your looking at, when your all
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| alone. |