I just want to raise some money and it will pop up here
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Why are there so many things I can't do
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Feeling completely out of breath
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Fuck you, build a building somewhere
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I want to eat rent, like those cubs
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Roughly how much would that be?
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One house in my hometown and one in Seoul, 2 door
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Some of the furniture is classic, only my address
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Will your eyes change if you look at it? |
No, you're just going to dance?
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Hey, can you see it over there? |
All those fake hippies
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Then at home, I lather in the bathtub and wash.
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That's half of what kids who get pocket money do
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We gotta get the fuck off, whatever it is
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Man, see this, watch I bought with all my money
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Even if you look at all the other pictures, you don't take pictures of the house, you bastard
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Hashtag I`m flex
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hashtag
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hashtag
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You're now rockin' with the best
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We the last of the last
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fuck the rest
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When we step in the place
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Better come correct
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We got you all in check
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You're now rockin' with the best
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We the last of the last
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fuck the rest
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When we step in the place
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Better come correct
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We got you all in check
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I, I go, I go for mine, I got to shine
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middle finger dodge photo
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Work ethics, smiley face, be positive
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I know nigga, but it's not what you ask for
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Well, my only duty is to make a living
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Hunsu-dune, I barely climbed up
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Was it twenty-one or twenty-two?
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All the money I earned because I was mad
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Awkward in one night, that damn soulful
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I felt so at ease, like I've done it before
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The next day, instead of Hyunta, «I want more!!»
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걘 Dogok, Seoul, I'm Yeongdeungpo
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You're now rockin' with the best
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We the last of the last
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fuck the rest
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When we step in the place
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Better come correct
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We got you all in check
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You're now rockin' with the best
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We the last of the last
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fuck the rest
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When we step in the place
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Better come correct
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We got you all in check
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Hyung let’s hit the rock bottom come back up
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Until then, leave it all of them what they did.
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No, honestly, even if you don't like it, you don't have a choice.
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Choosing an option ain’t option for us
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As time goes on, I'm stricter, everything is annoying
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Avoid useless art talk, I’m gettin’ cautious
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Either they have no talent or no money
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If there is, I can't stand it because the nose is high, Tuxel
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These rappers' leakin' out wack tunes
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Actin' hustlers, hustlin' pionts-
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That shit ain't for me «If it's wack it's poise»
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Everyone rock roll body slam shake their heads
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As if we were friends, these fuckers #'ng
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The attitude that anything good is good, in the fucking corner
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Do it with your hands and feet tied, do whatever you want
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Mr. Ya that’s it I’m sick and I’m tired
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Now I'm going to make you fall for the fuck, everything that happens
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I'll do everything your way, note that nothing's sincere
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Stay calm, I keep cool I’m on record of the year |