| Ahh, ahh
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| Ahh, yeah
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| Ahh
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| I been solo for so long, yeah
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| I cannot go on
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| Been a long time since I’m feelin' right
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| All I know is wrong
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| And my fans, yeah, got me feelin' right
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| Always playin' my songs, yeah
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| Bitch niggas say they love the gossip
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| Whole time I don’t know, uh
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| Now, mud got me feelin' like a phenom
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| Went to the plug, I tell him need a re-up
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| Drip to the floor, I told him, «Pick your feet up»
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| Real hot nigga, bitch, I gotta heat up
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| Real hot nigga, get up out the spot
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| Wanna take a flick when I step on the block
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| Star ring on my finger, baby, 'cause I know I’m gon' pop, ayy
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| All these niggas real still lately, like LeBron, they gon' flop, uh
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| I don’t hear no haters lately 'cause a nigga on top, uh
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| It’s my time, don’t gotta watch, uh, to make a hit, bet a lot, uh
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| Let the heart turn rich, babe
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| If you want some, just say somethin'
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| I been solo for so long, yeah
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| I cannot go on
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| Been a long time since I’m feelin' right
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| All I know is wrong
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| And my fans, yeah, got me feelin' right
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| Always playin' my songs, yeah
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| Bitch niggas say they love the gossip
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| Whole time I don’t know
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| I been solo for so long, yeah
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| I cannot go on
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| Been a long time since I’m feelin' right
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| All I know is wrong
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| And my fans, yeah, got me feelin' right
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| Always playin' my songs, yeah
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| Bitch niggas say they love the gossip
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| Whole time I don’t know, uh
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| Rap, rap
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| I feel like NAV, I’ma tap, tap
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| You in my space, back back
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| Keyboard space, back back
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| You gon' regret if you lack
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| 'Cause that might be the last time
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| We just caught that boy, he end quick like a Vine
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| I’m just talkin' shit, I don’t care if I rhyme
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| Autumn just popped that Perc', yeah, that nigga, he flyin'
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| She say that I’m awesome
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| She say that she wanna blossom
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| Just left Barneys, went and bought some
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| Bust at an opp, yeah, he 'bout to flock some
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| Oh, that’s your shit? |
| Uh-uh
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| I don’t care, uh-uh
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| Now it’s mine, uh-uh
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| Now you tight, uh-uh
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| Oh, that’s your shit? |
| Uh-uh
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| I don’t care, uh-uh
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| Now it’s mine, uh-uh
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| Now you tight, uh-uh
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| I do this shit too easy (Easy)
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| I swear this shit too easy (Easy)
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| I know that nigga don’t believe me (Don't believe me)
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| Don’t care if that nigga believe me
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| I can’t see these niggas like Stevie (Brrt)
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| Can’t love that shawty, she a fifi
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| No, I don’t show expressions, no, niggas can’t read me, ayy
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| Wave, he just walked up in the buildin', 'bout to get up (Get up, uh)
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| 'Bout to get up, yeah, we rockin' orange sweater, uh
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| Fuckin' bitches, yeah, that bitch, her name is Heather, uh
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| I get her wet, I think that I control the weather, uh
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| I been solo for so long, yeah
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| I cannot go on
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| Been a long time since I’m feelin' right
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| All I know is wrong
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| And my fans, yeah, got me feelin' right
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| Always playin' my songs, yeah
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| Bitch niggas say they love the gossip
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| Whole time I don’t know
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| I been solo for so long, yeah
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| I cannot go on
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| Been a long time since I’m feelin' right
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| All I know is wrong
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| And my fans, yeah, got me feelin' right
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| Always playin' my songs, yeah
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| Bitch niggas say they love the gossip
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| Whole time I don’t know, uh
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| (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh
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| Hey, yeah (We love you, Tecca)
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| Oh-oh |