| Let me see your body, double tommy homie
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| I’ma do it two times before I leave mañana
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| Girl recently called me, crying say she love me
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| All up in my business but don’t ever keep me company
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| It’s all my fault, I’m sorry, know I text back hardly
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| Say I’ll try my hardest but I’m working even harder
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| The way I kept it up you could’ve swore I was the target
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| But instead I am the bullet, let’s just see how far I get
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| Tryna get this money, baby let’s just see what car I get
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| All that really tell you
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| Is you can’t tell your friends what car you’re in
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| I know I’m not as far as him, that’s something I can’t bargain with
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| Put me way below, now you see me getting over it
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| I’m blowing up, it’s over with, growing up is over with
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| When you feel success it’s so easy to get over shit
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| Higher expectations but still buying these lower fits
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| Cause I don’t need expensive clothes
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| To make these hoes go prone for it, (You really don’t understand, do you?) NO1
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| And I know it’s cliche for me to say
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| That things will never be the same
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| And everything won’t always change, it’s gonna change
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| It’s gonna change, it’s gonna change
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| I’m so sorry, it’s gonna change, it’s gonna change
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| Cause I know damn right things won’t stay the same
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| Cause I know damn right things always change
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| And I’m gon' say it even though it shouldn’t be said, NO1
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| (You really don’t understand, do you?) |