| «Do you know what it’s like?
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| Creating problems in your own head
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| And… you don’t really feel like you can talk to anybody
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| Cause you’re, you’re too weird or, or awkward
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| And… and you’re afraid to talk to people
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| And you just… you don’t
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| You don’t really…»
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| I don’t really fuck with people like at all (Like at all)
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| Rather be alone just staring at my wall, ayy (Staring at my wall)
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| I’ve got marijuana all over my floor, ayy (Over my floor)
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| Knocked my bong right over runnin' to my door (To my door)
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| I don’t really fuck with people like at all (Like at all)
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| Rather be alone just staring at my wall, ayy (Staring at my wall)
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| I’ve got marijuana all over my floor, ayy (Over my floor)
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| Knocked my bong right over runnin' to my door (To my door)
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| Getting high is all I do like anymore, ayu (Anymore)
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| Pack that bowl up full of doja for the morn, ayy (For the morn)
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| Sip that guava juice and mix it with some rum
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| Feelin' warmer than the summer heat, my night has just begun
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| I’m on a spaceship, on my space shit
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| Trying make it, fucking waking
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| From the time of my life where I’m spacin'
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| Don’t remember a thing cause I’m wasted
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| I’m in a vortex (Vortex), my endorphins
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| Feelin' out of the loop like the chorus
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| I’ma love you forever, don’t forget (Oh)
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| Lately, I’m not feelin so important (Oh)
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| I don’t really fuck with people like at all (Like at all)
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| Rather be alone just staring at my wall, ayy (Staring at my wall)
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| I’ve got marijuana all over my floor, ayy (Over my floor)
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| Knocked my bong right over runnin' to my door (To my door)
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| I don’t really fuck with people like at all (Like at all)
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| Rather be alone just staring at my wall, ayy (Staring at my wall)
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| I’ve got marijuana all over my floor, ayy (Over my floor)
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| Knocked my bong right over runnin' to my door (To my door)
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| Like at all
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| Staring at my wall
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| All over my floor
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| Runnin' to my door |