| Boil water for my french press
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| Light an L to alleviate the head stress
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| My emotions roll over like the head rest
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| On the plane I connected under sunsets
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| Start a rhyme for the time I got nothing left
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| Moms screaming, time’s beaming, gotta make the best
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| Out of this holiday weekend, what a success
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| I’m not high this evening, what an upset
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| Which flight will get me lifted where the sun rest
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| Time zones, don’t know if she’s up yet
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| Google drone, metro phone, what’s the subset
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| Finding out on your location what is obsessed
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| I’m just kidding for the moment, maybe not yet
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| Steady chasing your reflection, so eternal yet
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| She was mountainous like denver
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| It’s cold inside this rental
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| Oh how you would November
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| Hug me tighter in the winter
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| Sweater sessions, touching linen
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| Fire burning on your shoulder, you remember
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| That our life is all worth living
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| Even in times of forgiveness
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| It hurts to be so cold
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| Seeing you warm within December
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| Without your favorite nigga
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| Bob prolly could paint the pictures
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| Flowers on your windows |
| Because you’re my favorite art
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| You’re my canvas, you’re my heart
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| On this tablet I forgot
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| All this love from the start
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| Has got me thinking of this since we are apart
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| Hey
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| Never (never), ahhh (never)
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| Never (never) have I met someone like you, ahhh
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| Never (never), ahhh (never)
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| Never (never) have I met someone like you, ahhh
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| Let’s get this poppin' fam
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| I’m ready for the world tour
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| Showed me two options so I had to take the third door
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| Had to take some time to analyze what really hurts more
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| Vacant from the 9−5 or being poor and goin' for it
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| Some say I’ll be without, but time is all we really have
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| Walkin round with hazy vision living in a time lapse
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| We were never meant for that, I admire momma, spent her life
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| So my environment’s conducive to aspiring, she’s ironclad
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| When life strikes, she fires back, resilient despite my dad’s absence,
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| oh I admire that
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| Got my CDs, my T’s and my flyers packed
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| This for my young lads and those who love my prior acts
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| Lump me with the 2010 kids who rap sad, and act cathartic |
| Middle class aggression once expressed through wack guitar riffs
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| Too profound, leave a passerby so astounded
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| Why this kid lost his shit in the parking lot of Target?
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| Man it’s deeper than that
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| This ain’t for the niggas who would tweet before act
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| This is for my people out of reach of relief, can’t speak so they rap
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| For the tongue tied young minds out seekin' a gat
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| Holdin' on to they sanity while we preachin' our sentiments
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| Of lovin' humanity while they can’t see the evidence
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| Been through the ringer of self-doubt and depression
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| It ain’t a preference, I hope they hear me, cause I’ll be here tellin' them that
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| Never (never), ahhh (never)
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| Never (never) have I met someone like you, ahhh
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| Never (never), ahhh (never)
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| Never (never) have I met someone like you, ahhh
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| Turbulence (turbulence)
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| Is more than mere disturbances
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| (Helps you learn to yearn for life)
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| To reassess your worth and shit
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| Keep it in (balance)
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| Try to have a (good time)
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| Treat yourself and seek some help (and you’ll be just fine)
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| Turbulence (turbulence) |
| Is more than mere disturbances
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| (Helps you learn to yearn for life)
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| To reassess your worth and shit
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| Keep it in (balance)
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| Try to have a (good time)
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| Don’t forget to be yourself (and you’ll be just fine)
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| I’ll be just fine |