| You can
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| Put that shit on me
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| Fire it off, set it off
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| I just let it speak
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| Swerving now, throw it off
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| Diamonds on my feet
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| Shining now — bright as fuck
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| All she want is me
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| Say it now, let it out
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| Get it now you gon' die soon
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| It’s one life gotta try now
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| That’s the power of the sound now
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| Ain’t no-one that can save me now
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| This a song I’ma record for my future
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| And about you I can only give two fucks
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| For the fame you gon' sell like a groupon
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| I’m a star in the making man I’m too raw
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| I put the pen to paper like I’m praying to god
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| My time is coming I’ve been at this way too long
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| Ain’t no handout or a feature always solo
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| Pure greatness you can check the catalogue though
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| (Check check check)
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| Give me something real, give me something real 'fore I go
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| Give me something real, something I can feel
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| Give me something real, give me something real now
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| Put that shit on me
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| Fire it off, set it off
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| I just let it speak
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| Swerving now, throw it off
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| Diamonds on my feet
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| Shining now — bright as fuck
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| All she want is me
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| Say it now, let it out
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| Get it now you gon' die soon
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| It’s one life gotta try now
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| That’s the power of the sound now
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| Ain’t no-one that can save me now
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| I guess this is it now
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| This is really it |