| Always had to think outside the box
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| Gotta keep my debit cause I’m swiping like a fox
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| You with your new girl 'cause she never on your top
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| She show up on the set and she keep quiet like a prop
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| Never try to be something you’re not
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| That’s what my granny told me when I was a tater tot
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| I’m finna follow through on everything I plot
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| Baby I’m the coolest thing that’s coming out of Little Rock
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| Except for whoever still flossing, spilling sauce on the sauciest
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| Tryna keep ground and speaking with myself often
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| Will I make a million being myself? |
| Ain’t no tellin'
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| But fuck what they market if ain’t no soul in what they sellin'
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| So do it for the ones that’s cool as fuck but not cool enough
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| Used to try to impress them but now I just don’t give a fuck
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| You’re either damned if you do or damned if you won’t
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| So you might as well go ahead and just do what you want
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| You spent most of your life
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| Picking out your clothes
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| What do they all think of you now?
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| You’ve just got to know
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| Looking so clueless, wondering «how did I do it?»
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| But you need to be worried 'bout you and all you pursuin'
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| You copy-pasted the swag, you a walking moodboard
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| I’m just living how I wanna while they tally the score
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| But they’ll never be even
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| Shit, as long as I’m breathing
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| Pull up to a fancy restaurant and order grilled cheeses
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| Every season’s my season and every day is a reason
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| To stunt on a fuck nigga who don’t see me as equal
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| I was here before you noticed me, exactly where I’m 'sposed to be
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| Still that bitch, I got you shook, I’m here to stay, get used to me
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| You’re either damned if you do or damned if you won’t
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| So you might as well go ahead and just do what you want
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| You spent most of your life
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| Picking out your clothes
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| What do they all think of you now?
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| You’ve just got to know
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| That new shirt, well it’s got to impress
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| All your fancy friends
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| What do they all think of you now?
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| You’ve just got to know |