| You’re alright
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| I’m alright
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| Quite alright
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| And my money’s right, yeah
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| Stackin' my bands all the way to the top
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| All the way 'til my bands fallin' off, yeah
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| I don’t really care if you cry
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| On the real you should’ve never lied
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| Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
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| She said, «I am not afraid to, die»
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| Push me to the edge
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| All my friends are dead
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| Push me to the edge
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| All my friends are dead
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| Push me to the edge
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| All my friends are dead
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| Push me to the edge
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| Phantom that’s all red, inside all white
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| Like something you ride a sled down, I just want that head
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| My Brittany got mad, I’m barely her man now
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| Everybody got the same swag now, watch the way that I tear it down
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| Stackin' my bands all the way to the top, all the way 'til my bands fallin' off
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| Every time that you leave your spot, your girlfriend call me like, «Come on over»
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| I like the way that she treat me, gon' leave you, won’t leave me,
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| I call it that Casanova
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| She say I’m insane, yeah
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| I might blow my brain out
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| Xanny help the pain, yeah
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| Please, Xanny make it go away
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| I’m committed, not addicted, but it keep control of me
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| All the pain and I can’t feel it, I swear that it’s slowin' me, yeah
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| I don’t really care if you cry
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| On the real, you should’ve never lied
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| Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
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| She said «I am not afraid to die»
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| All my friends are dead
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| Push me to the edge
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| All my friends are dead, yeah
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| Push me to the edge
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| All my friends are dead, yeah
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| All my friends are dead, yeah
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| That is not your swag, I swear you fake hard
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| All these haters wanna take my cadence
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| Rain on 'em, thunderstorm, rain on 'em
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| Medicine, little bitch take some
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| Fast car, Nascar, race on 'em
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| In the club, ain’t got no ones, then we would become
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| Clothes from overseas, got the racks and they all C-Notes
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| You is not a G, though
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| Lookin' at you stackin' all your money, it all green though
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| I was countin' that and these all twenties, that’s a G-roll
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| She say, «You're the worst; |
| you’re the worst»
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| I cannot die because this my universe
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| I don’t really care if you cry
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| On the real, you should’ve never lied
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| Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
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| She said, «I am not afraid to die»
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| Push me to the edge
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| All my friends are dead
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| Push me to the edge
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| All my friends are dead
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| Push me to the edge
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| All my friends are dead
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| Push me to the edge
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| All my friends are dead, yeah
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| All my friends are dead, yeah
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| All my friends are dead, yeah |