| I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
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| So don’t you bring that round me
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| Don’t you bring that round me
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| Don’t you kill my energy
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| Don’t you bring that round me
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| I’m on another dimension
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| People like you, we don’t mention
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| Do what we do, no permission
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| Niggas is lacking my vision
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| I be chilling blowing smoke
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| Bob Marley with the blow
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| Why you fucking up my zone?
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| Why you fucking up my zone?
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| I never run with the run way
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| I like to run in my own lane
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| Ya’ll ho hum like a Monday
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| Y’all be thinking I’m competing
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| Andale, Andale, Andale
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| So far behind, you in front of me
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| I can see you from a mile away
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| I can see you from a mile away
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| I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
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| So don’t you bring that round me
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| Don’t you bring that round me
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| Don’t you kill my energy
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| Don’t you bring that round me
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| Try to keep up they attention
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| I go with my intuition
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| Me and my crew, we so gifted
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| You on the ground, we stay lifted
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| Forget everything you know
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| Forget everything they told
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| I ain’t buying what they sold
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| I ain’t buying what they sold
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| I never run with the run way
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| I like to run in my own lane
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| Ya ho hum like a Monday
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| Y’all be thinking I’m competing
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| Andale, andale, andale
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| So far behind, you in front of me
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| I can see you from a mile away
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| I can see you from a mile away
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| I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
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| So don’t you bring that round me
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| Don’t you bring that round me
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| Don’t you kill my energy
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| Don’t you bring that round me
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| Head up in the stars, no ceiling
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| I feel like a star for a reason
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| I love my vibes like I love my broccoli
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| You don’t vibe with it, stay from off of me
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| Looking round and these clouds surrounding me
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| Looking up 'cause that’s where you wanna be
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| Jumping over mars for the weekend
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| I think I might stay till the world ends
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| Feeling high like I lit the broccoli
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| You don’t vibe with it, stay from off of me
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| Looking round and these clouds surrounding me
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| Looking up 'cause I’m who you wanna see…
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| I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
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| So don’t you bring that round me
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| Don’t you bring that round me
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| Don’t you kill my energy
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| Don’t you bring that round me
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah |