| I’m sleep, like I’m really off drugs, man
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| I can’t be lying' to y’all type shit, haha
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| For real, haha, aye, aye
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| Why you so out of touch with life? |
| Aye, woah, aye
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| How you so out of touch with me, be real
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| Got you off your pivot, these pills
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| Why you never go back to your home?
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| Like why you holdin' your stomach? |
| Is something wrong?
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| You don’t recognize your cousin, you’re so gone
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| Baby, meet the real me, just hold on
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| She know I’m dirty but it’s my phone
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| I’m sick of the hurting when it’s my wrong
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| My lil shawty say got it when it pop on
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| In Chicago, rappers' bitches in his iPhone
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| You can talk that shit if it last long
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| I don’t want no pics or a damn song
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| I sip Hi-Tech like a vampire
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| I sip with a ho, she’s a damn liar
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| Bloody red triple cup, ice melt fire
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| Molly wild, she roll like she smell fire
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| I do what I please and you should too
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| Say you love this life and it’s cool too
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| I can tell it’s lust, I adore you
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| We can do what we want like a cartoon
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| All these other niggas copy, real Wockstar
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| And that Perc in my system, I don’t pop bars
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| Rock and rollin' off the lean, real rockstar
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| Y’all can’t get at high as me, but I’m not y’all
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| Thought that nigga was my family, he fugazi
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| I know niggas that’s finessin' from the Navy
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| Niggas really rap niggas, hate to say it
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| Niggas doin' all that fakin' for no payment
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| And I’m really off them Percs like I got war rooms
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| I can do what I want like a cartoon
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| You be doin' what I want, with a star troop
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| Aye, I can do what I want like a cartoon
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| Ooh, ooh, uh
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| I can do what I want like a cartoon
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| She be doin' what I want, with a star troop
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, aye, aye
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| Aye, ooh, aye, aye, aye, ooh, aye |