| Almost, to the top
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| Almost famous, shit y’all know
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| Hesitation, don’t get none
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| Still I’ll go to the basement, put Vice City in the PlayStation
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| Get away from stress, keep Js rotatin'
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| Dab rings and a bad bitch naked, I just wanna live
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| See that’s what the fuck I’m talkin' about right there
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| Yeah yeah, I just wanna live
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| Let me smoke my weed in public, eat this In-N-Out burger
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| Can I, live? |
| Sleep in 'til mothafuckin' noon and fuck my bitch
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| You know what I’m saying?
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| That’s my perfect world right there
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| Back to it
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| What if I don’t wanna work?
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| For a boss I don’t get along with
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| Name tag on a shirt
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| I’d rather be at home doing bong rips
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| But I’m just being real
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| A lil' irresponsible but I don’t really give a fuck how you feel
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| 'Cause this ain’t your life
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| This is all my shit, my shit
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| Don’t worry about where I’m at, who I’m wit'
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| Commenting on the words that come from my lips
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| Bitch, please excuse my wrist
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| While I whip, whip, whip, whip
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| The car they said I couldn’t get
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| With the all black leather on, looking like the Matrix
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| I am the one light 2 joints, 35 millimeter life viewpoint
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| Everything is like a movie nowadays
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| Speaking of I did a movie the other day, ay!
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| I just, I just, I just wanna know am I being modest?
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| Asking 50k a show, or do I need mo'?
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| For all of the years it was slow
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| For every show where no one would’ve showed
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| For driving 12 hours to perform in the cold
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| Getting to the do' and being told no
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| Bitch I want all that back times ten
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| Say it again, bitch I want all that back times ten
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| Bitch, I want all that back times ten
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| One more ‘gain, bitch I want all that back times ten
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| So, pay up! |