| Yeah
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| Gone, gone
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| Let’s go, let’s go, yeah, yeah
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| (Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up)
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| (All of my bands, gon' run it up)
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| (And all of my gang gon' run it up)
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| (They never wanted to show us love)
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| (We hit the studio and fuck it up)
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| Yeah, I look at my life, a lot of shit changes
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| Spending my time performing to strangers
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| Taking a ride, don’t know where it takes us (Ooh don’t know where it takes us)
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| Drunk in the nightclub and I’m shameless
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| I think she likes us 'cause we famous
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| I love the lifestyle but it’s dangerous (Ooh it’s dangerous)
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| I’m so impatient with it
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| Why they wanna lure me out of my zone?
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| I’m putting my pain up in it
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| Lord, this shit that I be tryna let go
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| I know they be hatin' on it
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| They don’t wanna see the boy in control
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| I know that they waitin' for it
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| Waitin' for the day that they see me fall
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| I overcome all the fears
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| I did this for all the years
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| So much pain I buried inside
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| I’m blocking out all the tears
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| Now the champagne burning your eyes
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| I spray it on all my peers
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| We done did this shit for so long
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| Man, this shit is more than 'Cheers'
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| And this shit is more than love
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| Too many nights that I can’t think of
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| This shit is more than drugs
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| I come alive, my spirit wakes up
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| Fuckin' up all the clubs
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| Spendin' life, you can’t wait for it
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| Wake up and call you up
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| It feel good just to know that you waitin'
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| Wake up and blow some thousands on ice still (Yeah)
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| That’ll block out how I feel (Gone)
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| It feel good pay my momma light bill
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| If you ain’t got a momma, you know I will, you know I will
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| Everyday, still something change
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| Looking at them diamonds in the chain
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| Balancing my life up with the fame
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| People telling me I’m not the same
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| Had to find a silver lining in the rain
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| Fuck them people lying on my name
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| Tripping till I’m high up, outer space
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| Psychedelic flight, I’m out my face
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| When I get high, I know who is real, I know who the real is
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| I’m taking my time, I don’t want no deal, I got shit to deal with
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| If that’s my sign, someone I kill with
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| Then we probably came up out the fucking ground since we were children
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| Since we were children, nigga
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| All my real niggas gon' feel this
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| Throwing all that money into buildings
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| Can’t you see the shit that I’m building
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| Fuck about the way that you feelin'
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| Fuck her by the way that I’m feelin'
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| Smoking got me moving too anti
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| Running through 'em like Gushers, like candy
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| Ain’t no contraception, give her Plan B
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| Late night, she comin' in handy
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| Take her any restaurant that she fancy
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| We don’t ever make it to the movie
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| Fuckin', suckin' on me in the backseat
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| Live the kind of life she can’t imagine
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| Hit it then I’m hoppin' in the taxi
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| She just want to spend the fucking day with me
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| But I just run it up, I’m like an athlete
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| Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
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| All of my bands, gon' run it up
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| And all of my gang gon' run it up
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| They never wanted to show us love
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| But we hit the studio, fuck it up
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| I’m in the VIP with the thugs
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| Smoking sativa in the car
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| Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
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| All of my bands, gon' run it up
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| And all of my gang gon' run it up
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| They never wanted to show us love
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| But we hit the studio, fuck it up
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| I’m in the VIP with the thugs
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| Smoking sativa in the car |