| Now I’ll be damned when you comin' for my character
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| We belong in a whole different area
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| Smoke three fives back-to-back, I’m just copin', nigga
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| You can feel it in your bones when you’re 'bout to live
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| Old soul, young spirit, everybody havin' needs
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| If I do, I choose, I’m her majesty
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| Yes, fangs, no V-Vs yet, B-Bs, yes
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| Stack flooded, back the next
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| Pimpin' old like the rest
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| All foes we contest
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| All wins, all dubs now
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| One day in Vancouver, got the off-white plug
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| Fight the feel, Daymond John, baby, gold up out my trunk
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| Yellin', «IshDARR, he the truth», nigga, give 'em what they want
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| Fuck a false nigga, never once pulled a fake stunt
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| For the fake tears, this money can’t buy me shit
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| They come anonymous, the lifestyle honorable
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| The most-high bound to blow
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| Close ones I don’t hear for weeks, that’s what my mind on
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| My future was evidence, since playground said I would, and
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| Nobody was listenin' to most we understood, and
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| This that drivin' fast, 'bout to crash, serve life word-fuel
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| Don’t wake up at all
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| Just wanted to ball, luxuries involved
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| Hustle in the trench, had to learn to turn off
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| Disconnect the world, lose your mind, beat the odds
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| Answers in a text I messaged to the cloud
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| We not the same as we were before
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| Reachin' your arms out at me
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| It’s on the floor, speak your heart
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| This ain’t no easier for I
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| But you don’t wanna talk, wanna talk 'bout much
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| Deeper than the love and the trust she wants
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| Higher than you was before you even came
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| Before you even came
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| But you don’t wanna talk, wanna talk 'bout much
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| Deeper than the love and the trust she wants
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| Higher than you was before you even came (Came)
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| Before you even came |