| Ayy
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| Prrrra-
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| Life’s just not the same, yeah, ayy
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| Life’s just not the same
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| Kinfolk Jon
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| Life’s just not the same, yeah, ayy
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| Girls don’t act the same, yeah, ayy
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| I really hate the fame, yeah
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| I said I really hate the fame, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy
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| I’m stuck in outer-space
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| My heart feel outta place
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| My body outta shape
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| My home feel outta place
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| I fucked them old
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| I know you made some new ones
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| I started making demons
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| And triple-6 my team shit
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| Xanarchy or ecstacy, yeah
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| I’m the president, yeah (Prra)
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| And when I put a bullet in my head
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| It’s straight to heaven bitch
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| Life’s just not the same
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| Girls don’t act the same
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| I really hate the fame
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| I really hate the fame
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| And life’s just not the same
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| And girls don’t act the same
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| I really hate the fame
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| I really hate the fame
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| Out the booth
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| Xanarchy
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| As far as what, like, people change?
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| Everybody changes, you know what I mean?
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| Ask any rapper, man, you start getting a little bit of fame, money,
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| people start acting different
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| I-we've had to cut half of the people we used to fuck with off because they
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| became weirdos, or they expected some shit from us
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| It’s like a bitter-sweet thing with this rap shit |