| I dont need tools
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| and I dont need a process
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| I just, Need a feelin'
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| I dont need pools
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| Or money or the success
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| I just, Need the feeling
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| when I write down the words found
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| way deep and my head they make sounds
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| they stay around they play around
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| and they talking nice over bass sounds
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| They. |
| They’re the colors inside inside my head my mind my head
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| And we can turn back the clock
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| making moves that I thought I wanted back at
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| 21, 22, 23, 24. Never On
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| thought I was never on
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| you’re better off just wanting less
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| but I knew, all of me, wanted more
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| I never knew my
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| chances on the way up
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| seated at the kids table
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| now we eating with the grown ups now
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| I never knew my
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| chances on the way up
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| seated at the kids table
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| we was at the kids table
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| I trust no rust with the pen no
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| we do not play pretend no
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| Hide and seek that depends
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| no if’s just when now
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| throwing caution to the wind now
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| and we gon' win (We gon win, we gon win)
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| I always drew outside the lines
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| cause I wanted me a bigger picture
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| and my cloud is at the nines
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| wouldnt they love to be, Pull the trigger
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| I dont seem to mind no
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| when you come to mind
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| all that we chasin' from behind
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| I know can’t go slow no can’t complain no
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| we can turn back the clock
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| making moves that I thought I wanted back at
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| 21, 22, 23, 24. Never On
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| thought I was never on
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| you’re better off just wanting less
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| but I knew, all of me, wanted more. |
| Yeah
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| I never knew my
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| chances on the way up
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| seated at the kids table
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| now we eating with the grown ups now
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| I never knew my
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| chances on the way up
|
| seated at the kids table
|
| we was at the kids table
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| now we with the grown ups
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| I never knew my
|
| chances on the way up
|
| seated at the kids table
|
| now we eating with the grown ups now
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| I never knew my
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| chances on the way up
|
| seated at the kids table
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| we was at the kids table
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| now we with the grown ups |