| Okay
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| Walk out to the car, then come back, we rewind
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| You regroup, I regress, I recoup, we’ll be fine
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| That’s just me being me, being you, being fine
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| When my line had a dip. |
| when your line carried mine
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| By design, I ain’t trippin', I know shit come and go
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| My decline is my difference, I know she had to go
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| I define my intentions, I know, I know, I know
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| I deny my disinterest, this love not for the low?
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| I got aces, I got pockets, I got wicked solid moves
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| But I know that don’t mean shit if that shit ain’t meant for you
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Well, you got places, you got people, you got plenty things to do
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| Just remember you are loved, while you’re out here making moves
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| Baby
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Walk on down the block, cause your legs know the deal
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| You hit walls, I do too, play it off, you don’t still
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| This is me seeing you, see the red sea of salt
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| Cedar Point high of limits, note the line, note the fault
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| Fuck with fire, fuck with focus, I know that’s how you roll
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| Slight of hand, your emotions, I know the suit you hold
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| Keep it up, keep it out, disappear within the smoke
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| Go divine apparition, shit go farther than before
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| I got aces, I got pockets, I got wicked solid moves
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| But I know that don’t mean shit if that shit ain’t meant for you
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Well, you got places, you got people, you got plenty things to do
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| Just remember you are loved, while you’re out here making moves
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| Baby
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah |