| Stop wondering and just go
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| Smoke but will not stoned
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| Bitch believing in my soul
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| If she wasn’t there I would’ve probably been gone
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| I been drowning
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| Cuban dolls, sins
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| I been going down
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| I been runnin-
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| Side my mind and
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| I found nothing bright
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| I feel better when I’m home
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| It feels like I wanna live forever
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| Threw my balance in the jungle
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| Pray for me if I ain’t getting better
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| So keep on, keep on running
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| Keep on running 'gainst the choppa choppa
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| Keep on, keep on running
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| Keep on running till you finally find it
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| Your trick’s feeling like a déjà vu
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| (I) was nobody’s friend until I blew
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| Fake promises, bless me with the truth
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| Industry repeats its bullshit too
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| I need lotta space
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| Block your textos
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| Sorry miss
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| Don’t want your fat ass
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| In my bedroom
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| Wait downstairs, oh
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| Back at it again
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| Going through my head
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| Nah, it won’t leave
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| ‘less I take a pill
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| Or I hit the gym
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| I been drowning
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| Cuban dolls, sins
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| I been going down
|
| I been running
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| Side my mind and
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| I found nothing bright
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| I feel better when I’m home
|
| It feels like I wanna live forever
|
| Threw my balance in the jungle
|
| Pray for me if I ain’t getting better
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| So keep on, keep on running
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| Keep on running 'gainst the choppa choppa
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| Keep on, keep on running
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| Keep on running till you finally find it
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| Trip away
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| Fix your face
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| Looking drained
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| Every night
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| I been playing the evils
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| Faking it
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| Happiness
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| Where you at?
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| Surely not
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| In the moist of her clito where.
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| I been drowning
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| Cuban dolls, sins
|
| I been going down
|
| I been running
|
| Side my mind and
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| I found nothing bright
|
| I feel better when I’m home
|
| It feels like I wanna live forever
|
| Threw my balance in the jungle
|
| Pray for me if I ain’t getting better
|
| So keep on, keep on running
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| Keep on running 'gainst the choppa choppa
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| Keep on, keep on running
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| Keep on running till you find it |