| Turn back time now
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| You can be yourself once more
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| We are the signs now
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| Is this what you’re looking for?
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| Turn back time now
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| You can be yourself once more
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| We are the signs now
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| Is this what you’re looking for?
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| You rap for no reason, I just have to rhyme
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| The hunger back, a lumberjack with a axe to grind
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| You thought that I was joking like Zach, I’m a mastermind
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| Keep playing games, but your craft, it comes after mine
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| Sorry, I ain’t got time to be warm-hearted
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| I was a prodigy, that’s when this quiet storm started
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| Knew I wanted to rap at the age of nine
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| And when you stop watching, all it takes is time
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| And so I got into the game
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| Said that I’m not Katie White, make sure they gon' know my name
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| Make sure everything is great and I really can’t complain
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| So they say that I’m the letter A because I’m insane
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| But I rather be crazy than fucking lazy
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| A house that is roomy, like Jay-Z's baby
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| I can’t afford to spend time, not unless you pay me
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| I work to be the greatest, no ifs, ands, or maybes
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| Nah, yeah
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| Turn back time now
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| You can be yourself once more
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| We are the signs now
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| Is this what you’re looking for?
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| Turn back time now
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| You can be yourself once more
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| We are the signs now
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| Is this what you’re looking for?
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| I’ve made mistakes and I’m probably gonna make more (oh?)
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| I keep it moving, like, what you need a break for? |
| (go)
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| I showed you the real me, not a fake tour
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| Money can’t buy happiness—uh, let me make sure
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| 'Cause Elon Musk seems happy as fuck
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| Bet he’s somewhere with Jeff Bezos dabbin' 'em up
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| Meanwhile my burden Jenga, and they keep stacking up
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| Hits on my hard drive, who’s backing me up?
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| But what are you supposed to do
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| When the ones you feel furthest from
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| Are the same ones who are close to you
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| And life been like a jungle, lately like a open zoo
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| And squandered opportunities that now you are open to
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| But I’ve come this far, no, I can’t back down
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| I wrestle with myself, they should probably put a mat down
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| I do it till they feel me, that’s a pat-down
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| I’m searching for greatness like Matthew Perry
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| I holler when I come back 'round, yeah |