| No GPS
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| Find my way to your east address
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| You be thanking me later
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| When you see me next
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| You be blushing and beaming red
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| Like a saber from Vader
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| Never see me stress
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| When discussing the green and bread
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| Fill my plate at table
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| Never see me guess
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| What they think when my CD press
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| And it play what I say yo
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| I be stuck in freefall
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| Waiting for my wings dawg
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| I dont give a shit about
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| What you think of me, nah
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| I just took a leap of
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| Faith while all you speak down
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| I dont give shit about
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| What you think of me, nah
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| (What you think of me)
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| What you think of me
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| (You don’t know about m dawg)
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| Says more about you than me dawg
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| What you think of me, m, me
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| Lately these moments are flying by
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| Hard for me to keep an eye to sky
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| I picked you up
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| You were lying on the side of the road
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| Most of them would leave you high and dry
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| I been tryna understand your side
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| You been hurt many times
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| It’s hard for you to cope
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| Hop up out the bed freefalling
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| You playing the villain so often
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| These days I feel like the only one who even kind of knows myself |
| My levels been rising
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| It’s hard to be the only one with goals
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| I gotta dip off but I swear I wish you well
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| I be stuck in freefall
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| Waiting for my wings dawg
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| I dont give a shit about
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| What you think of me, nah
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| I just took a leap of
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| Faith while all you speak down
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| I dont give shit about
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| What you think of me, nah
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| (What you think of me)
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| What you think of me
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| (You don’t know about me dawg)
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| Says more about you than me dawg
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| What you think of me, me, me
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| Lost in it
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| Lost 'cause all of y’all be thinking you authentic
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| Said your head above the clouds
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| But I know what that’s about
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| I’m offing your talking head so direct and then auction it
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| Highest paying buyer
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| Saying he a paraglider who’s scared to dive outside of
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| The passenger plane with a pair of pilots
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| Over the Carolinas
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| Unless he got a pair of eyes that
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| Be living the moment with him and hoping to share the cries of
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| Adrenaline rush
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| As he rush to the earth and the settling dust
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| And his gut gonna lurch as he fell with a hush
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| But he trust that his wings gonna level him up |
| Everything feel so free now
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| Forget what you think of me, I’m
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| In the zone for the moment I’m knowing that no one
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| Can get to me nah
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| I be stuck in freefall
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| Waiting for my wings dawg
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| I dont give a shit about
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| What you think of me, nah
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| I just took a leap of
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| Faith while all you speak down
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| I dont give shit about
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| What you think of me, nah
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| (What you think of me)
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| What you think of me
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| (You don’t know about me dawg)
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| Says more about you than me dawg
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| What you think of me, me, me |