| Dodging expectations I’m moving
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| Sudden quick evacuation coolin'
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| I chop the head off the hydra
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| I’m teasing death with my vices
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| I chop off the head of the hydra the serpents and vultures my vices
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| Kaleidoscopes of shifting emotions I try to but I cannot fight it
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| I try
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| Oh I try
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| But my weight is pulling me down
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| Pulling me down
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| Pulling me
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| They wanna see me blow it all up
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| Chains and the Vetements
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| I rather fill my stocks up
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| Tenants in my tenements
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| I seen 'em switch up
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| Guard down
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| I seen 'em shoot when you got your hands down
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| Illegal searches pat-downs
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| I seen 'em point it to your head man down
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| I put 20 on my wrist just to see if it gon' frost
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| Imma cop me that new Marci' just to pull it out the lot
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| I throw hundreds in the air and watch em' scream out that’s a lot
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| I put gold up in my teeth just to see if I can floss
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| I put 20 on my wrist just to see if it gon' frost
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| Imma cop me that new Marci' just to pull it out the lot
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| I throw hundreds in the air and watch em' scream out that’s a lot
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| I put gold up in my teeth just to see if I can floss |
| Took a jet to Shibuya
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| Got 'em jumpin' out the pool
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| I got backwoods in my pocket
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| I stick to my hundreds you know what it do
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| I got a chick from the summer
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| And I’m bout to set it off
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| Said she still need more of them Christian Dior and them Louis Vuittons
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| Dior shades got me dripping
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| Got them talking 'bout me soon as I enter the club
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| After party got me dazed it got me stressing got me done
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| I feel way too numb and faded think i need to cut it off
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| Got her dancing to the money and Prada just to show her where she from
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| Chop the head off the hydra
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| In the night you can find us
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| I’m taking names killing vices
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| Sober minds you can find love
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| Chop the head off the hydra
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| In the night you can find us
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| I’m taking names killing vices
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| Sober minds you can find love
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| I’m striped like Tony The Tiger
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| Mix up like Tony Montana
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| You kill your demons with Fanta
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| I kill my vices with hammers
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| I make it rain make it snow
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| Whichever way the wind blow
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| I got the Midas Touch
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| I might just turn your hoe into gold
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| I might just fuck up the weather |
| I make it snow in the desert
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| I got Sahara blooming greens
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| You can check up the letters
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| D up fucking up DAWs
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| I beat the beat up that’s raw
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| If the taxman’s coming over
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| I can’t open the door
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| Throw me in the water
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| Come out freezing
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| Ice wrist seasick
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| Got a vision
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| Know I gotta piece it
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| Give a fuck about your feelings
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| Throw me in the water
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| Come out freezing
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| Ice wrist seasick
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| Got a vision
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| Know I gotta piece it
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| Piece it
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| Please be there tonight
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| I put 20 on my wrist just to see if it gon' frost
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| Imma cop me that new Marci' just to pull it out the lot
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| I throw hundreds in the air and watch em' scream out that’s a lot
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| I put gold up in my teeth just to see if I can floss
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| I put 20 on my wrist just to see if it gon' frost
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| Imma cop me that new Marci' just to pull it out the lot
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| I throw hundreds in the air and watch em' scream out that’s a lot
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| I put gold up in my teeth just to see if I can floss
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| I chop off the head of the hydra the serpents and vultures my vices
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| (Hundreds in the air now)
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| (Hundreds in the air) |
| Kaleidoscopes of shifting emotions I try to but I cannot fight it
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| (Hundreds in the air now)
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| (Hundreds in the air now)
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| I try
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| Oh I try
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| But my weight is pulling me down
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| Pulling me down
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| Pulling me down |