| Yeah, time is running out
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| 10 more down, I think? |
| Can’t count
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| Kind of freaks me out
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| When I see their bodies hit the ground
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| My mind’s filling with doubt
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| If I fuck up just one time, I’m out
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| Is money really worth the trauma?
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| Pay my debt and drop the drama
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| Yeah (no), yeah (no)
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| Pay my debt and drop the drama
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| Yeah (no)
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| Pay my debt, what trauma?
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| How far will we all go?
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| When we see cash drop in the glass? |
| No backlash
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| It’s a fair game, come first or last, we all had a chance
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| But how long will that last?
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| 'Cause every game we play has got a cheater
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| Fueling the fire, taking life to make it sweetr
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| 'Cause the harder w fall, the more that they rake
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| Taking bets just to see how far we make it 'till we break
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| How far will you go?
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| Yeah, how far will you go to make a little dough now?
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| How far will you go?
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| Yeah, how far will you go to make a little dough?
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| Show me, would you murder?
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| Take another life?
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| Leave it all behind, cheat or lie
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| End it with a knife? |
| Yeah
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| How far would you go?
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| How far will you go to make a little dough now?
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| You know you can dream it further
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| To the top and be an observer
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| As opposed to being a server
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| Worker bee who’s searing burgers
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| Only thing to achieve is hurt 'em
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| Lie or steal, believe and assert your dominance, just beat and murder
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| Now you fall quickly to earn your
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| Earings with earnest
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| To get the riches you worship
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| If you got bridges then burn it
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| It’s hot as shit in the furnace
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| And you don’t wish to be serving
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| You want to live filled with purpose
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| Then you should rip all of theirs
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| If every person fills your purse in
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| Thinking this a child’s game?
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| Can’t go back to being innocent while you playing
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| Don’t you want the dividends for the life you slain?
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| Or else you chilling in a ditch, they wipe out your name
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| This ain’t about the clout or a route to fame
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| You see the crowd’s afraid
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| Now make 'em shout in pain
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| For the mountain of change
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| Blood’s down the drain
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| Are you proud or ashamed?
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| Tell me, how’s it taste
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| That mouse you chased
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| Curiosity
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| You bound to be erased
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| But the fight is on
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| And you wanted A.W. |
| to say you won the won
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| But it’s backward, now you own nothing
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| And woes ain’t gone
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| How far will you go?
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| Yeah, how far will you go to make a little dough now?
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| How far will you go?
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| Yeah, how far will you go to make a little dough?
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| Show me, would you murder?
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| Take another life?
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| Leave it all behind, cheat or lie
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| End it with a knife? |
| Yeah
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| How far would you go?
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| How far would you go to make a little dough now? |