| Yeah
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| Yeah — yeah
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| Whoa — whoa
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| Alone
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| Travel — alone
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| Late — alone
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| I need u
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| I want u
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| Designer — it’s on me
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| Designer — it’s on me
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| Drugs on the table I’m a rockstar
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| Bad bitch — she know what I want
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| On the dark side
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| Yeah the Deathstar
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| On a solo mission
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| Plenty battle-scars
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| These ain’t Tru Religion
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| These St. Laurent
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| Yeah
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| Going ‘bout 200 ‘round the boulevard
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| What you saying?
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| They praying on my downfall
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| Cause I walk with bands
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| Bitch I walk with bands
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| Swapped her out
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| Yeah I changed my Bitch again
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| Percocet — I went too fast I crashed the whip
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| That’s your bitch I left my kids right on her lip
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| Different planet
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| Somehow here I landed
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| Yeah my savage made a mess — they had to clean up
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| She in LA yeah — but she grew up in Gardena
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| Hit the spot she roll dice just like casino
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| I want money not love
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| I want money not love
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| I want money not love
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| I want money not love
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| Pre-chorus
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| Yeah
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| Yeah — yeah
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| Whoa — whoa
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| Alone
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| Travel — alone
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| Late — alone
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| I need u
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| I want u
|
| Designer — it’s on me
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| Designer — it’s on me
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| Drugs on the table I’m a rockstar |
| Bad bitch — she know what I want
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| On the dark side
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| Yeah the Deathstar
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| I’m waking up
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| It feel like I’m dreaming
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| 30mg's in a cup filled up with Wockhardt lean
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| Fuck that bitch
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| Leave it all on her face like Maybelline
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| Smoke big blunts they look like tree trunks — I can’t breathe
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| Said she learned a new trick
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| She said she wanna try it on me
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| I got this new designer on me
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| That’s why lil shorty keep wilding on me
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| Gotta stay on my Q’s and my P’s
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| Cause I can’t trust no one around me
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| Poppin' a whole lot of pills
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| And I been sippin' a whole lot of lean
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| She went to the end of the earth
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| And she still can’t find me
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| Nah it’s no one like me
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| She don’t know no one like me
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| I wear Damir Doma
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| And I rock Off-White Nike’s
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| I pop 30mg's
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| And they fuck with my psyche
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| And they fuck with my psyche
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| Now I’m goin' up
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| Pre-chorus
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| Yeah
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| Yeah — yeah
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| Whoa — whoa
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| Alone
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| Travel — alone
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| Late — alone
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| I need u
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| I want u
|
| Designer — it’s on me
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| Designer — it’s on me
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| Drugs on the table I’m a rockstar
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| Bad bitch — she know what I want
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| On the dark side |
| Yeah the Deathstar |