| I got shit to do deadass
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| I know I’m mystical you on it like a ritual
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| I don’t want it if it’s superficial
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| I don’t want it if the shoe don’t fit you
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| I can’t get used to the fictional
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| Mess around get my feelings broke
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| Bro might as well keep you in the zone
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| But you never know
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| Who am I to tell what you on when the moon is full
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| Your eyes telling me things I need you to prove
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| You pretty cool
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| For a Brooklyn dude
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| You mad cute with your crooked tooth
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| But I’m better your favorite sweater
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| Everything you wanted wrote it in a letter
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| Dated created everything I prayed up
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| So what’s the weight of it
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| Hold me down no paper clip
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| Hits spliff reminisce
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| Wingate Park summer concerts
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| Beres Hammond beer in hand man jammin'
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| This bald head rasta waan whine I wasn’t having it
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| Requesting the best before Carolina blue jersey dresses
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| You are now in the presence of an Empress
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| Don’t fumble your chances
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| I don’t ever listen to nothing a man says
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| I thought I was tripping
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| You switched up the damn threads
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| You stuck on the damn trends
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| I’m top of the mountain
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| Meditating topless
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| I transcend |