| I wonder if today’s just not my day
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| Hit snooze a bunch, my (whoop!) so late
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| I got a hunch they ain’t gon' wait for me
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| Everybody talking like they got another saying
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| Ima try truth, Ima cut tooth
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| Ima make use outta my fleeting youth
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| Gonna write songs and sing for free
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| Until they pay me a handsome fee
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| Don’t see day night or afternoons
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| My bio depends on you
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| Lying if I say I see any other way-ay-ay
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| Don’t know how I’m doing but I hope I do OK-ay-ay
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| 'Cuz you ain’t never as happy as the things that make u happy
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| Like when you make love with the one you love
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| And you find new outta old stuff
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| And your climb’s rough, but you try 'nuff
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| And you try 'nuff
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| Sipping that passion soda
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| My best friend say she notice
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| These weekdays weekends on drugs None can compete with the love
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| And I found my passion’s owed a Chance at this life they told us
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| Don’t chase out grey that’s bogus No thing complete this a rough Incomplete is
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| enough
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| I used to mix the apple jacks with the cheerios
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| Now I mix in a couple snacks where the lyric goes
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| I want to make a couple stacks off my lyrics
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| What they lack I don’t hear it
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| If they do, least I chased my goals
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| And Ima buy a couple suits and wear them to weddings But Ima leave before the
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| soup, ‘fore the salad dressing Cuz I got a lot I wanna do with the time I got
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| And I got to stuff all of these moves in the time I’m allotted Thank God I’m
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| melodic
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| Take all of my memories and make them mnemonic Make it impossible for you not
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| to show
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| Another one down, got a lot to go-o-o
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| Cuz you ain’t never as happy as the things that make u happy Like when you make
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| love with the one you love
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| And you find new outta old stuff
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| And your climb’s rough, but you try nuff
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| And you try nuff
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| Sipping that passion soda
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| My best friend say she notice
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| These weekdays weekends on drugs None can compete with the love
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| And I found my passion’s owed a Chance at this life they told us
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| Don’t chase out grey that’s bogus No thing complete this a rough Incomplete is
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| enough
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| Sipping that passion soda
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| My best friend say she notice
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| These weekdays weekends on drugs None can compete with the love
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| And I found my passion’s owed a Chance at this life they told us
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| Don’t chase out grey that’s bogus
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| No thing complete this a rough Incomplete is enough like
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| I gotta
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| I gotta stop
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| I gotta stop with the stop and go
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| Pace up no more slowing down now, slowing down now
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| I gotta make these halves a whole
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| Gotta turn this thing to a home
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| I gotta, yeah
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| Trust me you got some something special
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| You got something extra special
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| You got something extra special
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| You got something extra special |