| Always talkin' 'bout leavin', but you won’t
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| Same story, heard that, smash that fake ass nigga
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| Fuck white a while, no name, no time
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| Fuck games, I put my cards on the table, I’m drunk, I’m drunk
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| You ain’t really slick like you think, no
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| I can see right through those white lies
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| Girl, open up your heart for the right kind
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| And maybe you will find it
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| (She's so) trapped into this life
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| In my heavenly, you’ll find another guy
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| In the same side where you found me
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| I might look like your time
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| I’m too advanced for you, don’t make plans for us
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| It’s what you signed up for
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| You ain’t built for this side though
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| Oh, you got real but it don’t fit
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| The ideal that don’t exist
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| You see me round but you ain’t worshipped
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| And you need validation from me, yeah yeah
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| Don’t you worry, yeah
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| Girl you know it’s right
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| Oh, you got real but it don’t fit
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| The ideal that don’t exist
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| I’d never fit your ideal doesn’t exist
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| Always talkin' 'bout leavin' but you won’t
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| Same story, heard that, smash that fake ass nigga
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| Fuck white a while, no name, no time
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| Fuck games, I put my cards on the table, I’m drunk, I’m drunk now |