| Sitting at the end of the road
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| Never hear what I’m told
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| And like I got everyone watching me
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| No one watching me
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| Though, I don’t need anything
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| From no one
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| I never felt lonesome
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| I find my hope inside my smoke
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| My eyes turn red like
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| Devilish on a Sunday
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| Drivin' fast down a one-way
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| Believe you me, I’m a hot boy
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| 100 degrees, kill a opp, boy
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| I don’t need no smoke
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| Bitch, I am the smoke
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| Give me space, I don’t show my face
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| I don’t smile before, run my fade
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| I don’t run away from my problems
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| Ain’t got debt to pay
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| I ain’t been afraid
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| Bitch, I lived afraid
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| So what’s my name?
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| Fuck up out my face
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| I don’t smile no more, but we ok
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| No, we fuckin' great
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| I don’t hold my tongue now bite the grape
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| Say my fucking name
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| Wait, don’t say my motherfucking name
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| Fuck up out my face
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| I don’t smile no more, but we all great
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| Fuck up out my face
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| I don’t smile no more, but we ok
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| Yeah, we fucking great
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| I don’t hold my tongue now bite the grape
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| Say my fucking name
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| Wait, don’t say my motherfucking name
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| Fuck up out my face
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| I don’t smile no more, but we all great
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| That’s what you want
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| We from the mud
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| Fuck is you dying for?
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| Stare at the sun
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| The loneliest one be making the flowers grow
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| Stomp on the garden
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| Know what you started
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| Started a fire, I started a riot
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| I was not invited
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| Nothin' but violence, nothin' but sirens
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| Moment of silence
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| Make me excited in my head
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| They ain’t tryna play with me
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| Fuck up out my face
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| I don’t smile no more, but we ok
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| No, we fuckin' great
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| I don’t hold my tongue now bite the grape
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| Say my fucking name
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| Wait, don’t say my motherfucking name
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| Fuck up out my face
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| I don’t smile no more, but we all great
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| Fuck up out my face
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| I don’t smile no more, but we ok
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| Yeah, we fucking great
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| I don’t hold my tongue now bite the grape
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| Say my fucking name
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| Wait, don’t say my motherfucking name
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| Fuck up out my face
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| I don’t smile no more, but we all great
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| Great |