| I think I’m stuck in the middle of never caring or caring too much
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| Too many of these after parties to ever pursue love
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| And you know that I’ve been chasing bills, Cosby
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| Tryna get top of the hill figures like Tommy
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| Cause real recognize real like we related
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| One night with bitches that’d much rather be dated
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| I’m just faded, but it feel like we gon' make it
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| Team full of stars, my life’s a constellation
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| Tyler got that new Ferrari, and Marcus went and got that Audi
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| And I ain’t make it to my drafting day
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| Ain’t got that athlete money, but the ass is great
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| Man, I swear it’s all good
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| Yeah, I swear it’s all good
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| Man, you know it’s all good
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| She came with you, left with me
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| But I swear she all good
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| Yeah, I swear it’s all good
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| Man, you know it’s all good
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| I swear it’s all good
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| She thought I was a douchebag, but that’s before she met me
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| Keep my circle small; |
| they’re the few that really get me
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| And my eyes are getting heavy but I’m pushing on
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| Come through, I got a list that we could put you on
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| I swear it’s all good, and everything is kosher
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| My sex on the beach on the coast and yours is on a coaster
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| And you can say I’m doing better than before
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| You look amazing in that dress, but it’d look better on the floor
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| Now I should probably close the tab out
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| And I should probably call the cab now
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| I got a crib with the city in the background
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| Take you back now, make you tap out
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| Call your man now, tell him that you all —
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| Ex messaging my phone now, asking when I’m coming home now
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| I’d rather do this on my own now, I really mean it
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| Cause fuck love, that shit is inconvenient
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| I ain’t got the time
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| I’m on my grind though, million dollars on the line — nope
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| I ain’t sign, no
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| Cause every day I negate all the connotations
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| And people that try to hate and debate on my rise to greatness
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| But I swear, I swear it’s all — |