| I put my life on this flow
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| I give my life for this dough
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| I give it up, you give it back
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| I shake it up, I mess it up
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| They say, «Do you wanna be famous?»
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| Tell me what, they’ll be shameless
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| How could I tell you if I don’t even know what fame is?
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| What is this thing I’m chasing?
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| What is this life I’m faking?
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| How could I tell you if I don’t even know if I know?
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| This career I’m building is the one that is killing me
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| It’s choking me, but I’m killing it and only I know
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| Damn SEBii, where’d you learn to talk so much?
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| Yeah, I don’t like to talk so much
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| But this I need to cough it up
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| I just wanna be alright
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| I just wanna meet my wife
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| I just wanna keep you alive
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| So I can tell you lies
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| Oh yeah, it must be nice to live an honest life
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| You can’t earn one’s trust twice
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| But don’t take my advice
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| Cause it’s my vice that feeds me
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| My fights. |
| they beat me
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| My ego, I can’t beat it
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| I’m left so defeated
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| This lo-loop it keeps on looping
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| Producer tags, they keep on playing (lo-loop)
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| I say I play 'em just like poker, but I’m the real one that I’m playing
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| I’m stuck in this loop, need to get out
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| My thoughts I need to get out
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| This song lacks structure, but I can’t escape it
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| I can’t escape it so I can’t make it
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| My words are vacant, got no statements
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| Got no status, I made it up
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| This lavish lifestyle, I made it up
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| These pictures that I painted with my words
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| Standing silent, they’re insecure
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| All these thoughts, they chirp, chirp, chirp
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| It makes me burst
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| Burst, burst, burst
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| Burst, burst, burst, burst, yeah
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| Fake it 'til you make it, yeah, you know the motto
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| Fake a mistake and you jump all these pot holes
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| Gucci my diamonds and Gucci my goggles
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| Swallow my pride, in this fame that I wallow
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| Fake it 'til you make it, yeah, you know the motto
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| Money I chase it, but trace it, I swallow
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| This flow is so crazy, yeah, you cannot borrow
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| Hole in my chest, I feel like I’m a hallow
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| Yeah, you got a lot of bands, that’s on your body
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| You got a lot of fans, that’s on your body
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| You know that you wanna be like somebody
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| You know that we all wanna be like somebody
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| The louder you spitting, you start stealing body
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| Impress you’re just a copy
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| kamikaze, shawty
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| I put my life
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| I give my life
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| I give it up
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| I shake it up
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| They say, «Do you wanna be famous?»
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| Tell me what they’ll be shameless
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| How could I tell you if I don’t even know what fame is?
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| What is this thing I’m chasing?
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| What is this life I’m faking?
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| How could I tell you if I don’t even know if I know?
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| This career I’m building is the one that is killing me
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| It’s choking me, but I’m killing it and only I know
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| Damn SEBii, where’d you learn to talk so much?
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| Yeah, I don’t like to talk so much
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| But this I need to cough it up
|
| I just wanna be alright
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| I just wanna meet my wife
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| I just wanna keep you alive
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| So I can tell you lies
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| Oh yeah, it must be nice to live an honest life
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| You can’t earn one’s trust twice
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| But don’t take my advice
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| Cause it’s my vice that feeds me
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| My fights, they beat me
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| My ego, I can’t beat it |