| Uh, I’m feeling alright
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| Leaning on the shoulder of Summer but she’s the Fall type
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| And I’ma winner, she’s a sinner, this a false life
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| Hope I’m in my phone when dream’s call
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| 'Cause they don’t call twice
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| But if I’m there I’ll play the hand that I’m dealt
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| Piss off all the dealers 'cause I’m scratching off the felt
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| As I’m going all in, going out with the bell
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| Middle fingers stay raised, zero f**ks, how they felt?
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| Oh he’s back? |
| I’m myself
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| And some may call that trust issues
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| I call it: My money’s probably safer if I don’t f**k with you
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| Even if it feels so real and the glove fits you
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| Take that shit off and examine it like your gut got you by
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| Don’t try chancing it, once you put your hands in it
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| Past the point of no return, the burns don’t bandage quick
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| I got a plan and my plan’s not to plan this shit
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| Except to try and live alright and meet some Spanish chicks
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| I’ve got the city in the background
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| Bad girl’s where you at now?
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| I’ve got some drugs in the background
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| Soon as I sat down I be in the field alright
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| I’ve got the city in the background
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| Bad girl’s where you at now?
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| I’ve got some drugs in the background
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| Soon as I sat down I be in the field alright
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| Yeah, I’m feeling alright
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| Smoking Mary, sipping Johnny Walker all night
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| This is what I call life
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| You nickname it how you wanna
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| I got the golden ticket from Willy Wonka
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| I treat the drama like apartheid
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| Which mean I segregate it
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| And separate it from myself
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| 'Cause if I hesitated I’ll be in a deep hole
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| Tryna find my way out
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| What’s the use of when I ain’t got shit to pray 'bout?
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| I mean I do but what’s the use? |
| I can’t be saved now
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| Or maybe I can if I just raise my hands and say it loud
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| And say it proud, I need help, I need guidance
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| If Sally could sell seashells could she buy this?
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| I’m being honest
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| We believe what we perceive
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| What we achieve, what we have seen
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| In the dream in between when it manifests itself
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| And when it was just a vision
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| I just hope that I’m not jaded by the time I change positions
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| I’ve got the city in the background
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| Bad girl’s where you at now?
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| I’ve got some drugs in the background
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| Soon as I sat down I be in the field alright
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| I’ve got the city in the background
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| Bad girl’s where you at now?
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| I’ve got some drugs in the background
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| Soon as I sat down I be in the field alright |