| Hm yeah
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| No I ain’t on the east
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| But I miss my mama there
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| Gassin the BNB
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| We do this everywhere
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| Landlord come knockin we don’t really care
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| Cause in the morning we’ll be outta here
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| Woah
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| And in the morning I’ll be out your hair
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| Cause I don’t really care, you know I don’t play too fair
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| I know you’re feeling down, wishing I was still around
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| I ain’t seen you in years
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| Girl we ain’t 17
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| Our love is faded in my memories
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| And I’ve been onto big and better things
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| Cause you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, yeah
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| you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you got
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| you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, yeah
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| You gotta know yourself
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| Put all these hoe below yourself
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| (They won’t hold you down, yeah)
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| You gotta show yourself
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| Just do this shit for no one else
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| (Woah yeah)
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| I know you’re feeling down, wishing I was still around
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| (I know you’re feeling down, wishing I was still around)
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| I ain’t seen you in years
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| Girl we ain’t 17
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| Our love is faded in my memory
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| And I’ve been onto big and better things
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| Flying away, over
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| Long rainy days, hate being sober
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| And now this girl is all in my face
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| You get no love
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| At night we come out to play
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| You can’t control us
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| And my gang bout to roll up
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| I’m riding with my soldiers
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| My double cup be poured up
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| She like when I control her, uh
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| These niggas hatin from the other side
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| I tell em pull up to the west side
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| This ain’t back then girl you can’t stay the night
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| I’m sorry but you have to catch a flight
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| I met a new girl we was gettin high
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| It’s a vibe
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| Girl we ain’t 17, why you still actin like we tight?
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| I blew I’m now I’m famous, she tell every girl «he mines»
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| Can’t let go of the past, you stuck on tryna press rewind
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| And that’s why I’m flying away, over
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| Long rainy days, hate being sober
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| And now this bitch is all in my face
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| You get no love
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| At night we come out to play
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| You can’t control us
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| Ooh
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| Ooh
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| I know you’re feeling down, wishing I was still around
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| (I know you’re feeling down, wishing I was still around)
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| I ain’t seen you in years
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| Girl we ain’t 17
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| Our love is faded in my memory
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| And I’ve been onto big and better things
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| I know you’re feeling down, wishing I was still around |