| Truth be told, I’ve been kinda lonely
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| And I kinda think that this one shorty
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| Stopped fucking with me once she got to know me like
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| Damn
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| Yeah, but whatever homie, I’m a stubborn fucka
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| I ain’t changing nothing, I ain’t going vanilla
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| Nah nah, your nigga, not young resistant
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| No no, ay
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| But I did not come to debate it
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| I just came in for the fragrance
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| And I came in with some papers
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| My, how the attitude changes
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| My my, look at all these strangers
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| My word is powerful, painless
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| Imma treat all of them with kindness
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| Come and find out what the strain is
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| I’ll be in back where the pain is
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| Little stupid rose, yeah, hooptie wallflower
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| A doobie rolled on a dirty beach tower
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| Duty wrote me a letter, I’m not taking calls, nah
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| Young hootie hoo with the goodie good sensi
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| «Who be you?», nah, your presence ain’t offensive
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| Pardon me, I’m just naturally defensive
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| Woke up feeling good, lately that’s a treat
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| Got up out of bed, got up on the beat
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| Got a lot of bread, back up on my feet
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| Cracking if I’m blue, bracking if I bleed
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| Lowkey attitude, tell me what you need
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| They say «Attaboy,» and I find my speed
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| I ain’t here to flex, I’m just here to eat
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| I’m just here for love, I’m just here for tree
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| Ay
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| It’s lit
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| I could give if I got tree
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| (I got, I got yeah)
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| Try me if you want, ask me if you need
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| Low eyed, I know devil eyes on me
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| I can’t switch 'em off, break the swisher down
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| Bout to lift it off, can’t turn thinkin down
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| I’m gon turn it off, we gon get it lit
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| We all love the dark, I don’t give a fuck
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| I think I’m on one
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| One is not enough, turn this fucker up
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| Put that fucker down, get it how you want
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| Waiting for space and time to merge is a broken record playing at top speed,
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| come spin around with me
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| Everever, my oasis I
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| Am running at top speed
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| Fall into stride with me
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| Hurtle towards the earth
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| Hurtle towards the earth
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| Rocket to the sky
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| I still know the hill
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| I know it well
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| I Kemosabe
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| I arrange around it
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| How chandeliers dangle above
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| I wanna swing from every arm
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| Yeah, Imma go Tonto
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| Knew nothing about it
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| Waiting for space and time to merge is a broken record playing at top speed,
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| come spin around with me
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| Everever, my oasis I
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| Am running at top speed
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| Fall into stride with me
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| Look around
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| Tell me what you see
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| The shadow |