| Yeah
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| Compulsively workin'
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| Google 'bars,' my name known to be searched in
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| Waitin' on the day that people who don’t know me besmirch it
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| Always movin' like I’m fearin' that a frozen me’s lurkin'
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| Lonely the perks, it could be greed, chose to be purpose
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| I wake up to stress like every day is an exam and I can’t make up the test
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| By the time my girl figure out which makeup is best
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| I’ve questioned my existence, tried to meditate it to rest
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| I win some, lose some
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| My skin done bruised some
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| They tryin' break it daily
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| I hit that snooze button cause my awake is scary
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| I fear it every moment, don’t encounter hatred rarely
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| I know it’s under the surface
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| Like waves of panic swelling up in my chest that I surf in
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| Found my homecourt advantage, still don’t know where my turf is
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| Maybe the answer’s stop searching
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| I know there’s a place and time who gon' make some time for me
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| Yeah yeah, gotta wait in line but I’m in my prime you see
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| So oooh baby, don’t you wait too long
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| I’m gettin' my impatience on
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| Can’t keep singing you the same two songs
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| I deserve it
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| When the happy gon' come for me?
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Look
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| The second verse usually where the truth come clearest
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| In the middle of labor’s when the fruits come nearest
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| Hold on, I don’t gotta prove something here, it’s a lotta them and only one me
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| See, keeping your integrity a thankless path
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| Being a celebrity is dangerous, trash
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| I chose the long game on purpose so I ain’t have to chase just that
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| It’s workin' out for me
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| I win some, lose some
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| My skin done bruised some
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| Relief, it be escapin'
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| I hit that snooze button
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| I might just have to fake it
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| It’s a losing game whenever me and presence racin'
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| Yeah
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| That makes sense don’t it?
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| My heart, my mind actin' like they still gotta make rent
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| Won’t it stop
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| When will I know I’ve got enough to fall into the arms of the happy?
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| You know or not
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| I know there’s a place and time who gon' make some time for me
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| Yeah yeah, gotta wait in line but I’m in my prime you see
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| So oooh baby, don’t you wait too long
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| I’m gettin' my impatience on
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| Can’t keep singing you the same two songs
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| I deserve it
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| When the happy gon' come for me? |