| I got room in my fumes
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| He fill my mind up with ideas
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| I’m the highest in the room
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| Hope I make it outta here
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| He saw my eyes, he know I’m gone
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| I see some things that you might fear
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| I’m doin' a show, I’ll be back soon
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| That ain’t what he wanna hear
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| Now I got him in my room
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| Legs wrapped around his beard
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| Got the fastest car, I zoom
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| Hope we make it outta here
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| When I’m with you, I feel alive
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| You say you love me, don’t you lie
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| Won’t cross my heart, don’t wanna die
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| Keep that pistol on my side
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| Oh, case it’s fumes
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| He fill my mind up with ideas
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| I’m the highest in the room
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| Hope I make it outta here
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| We ain’t stressin' 'bout the loot
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| My block made of quesería
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| It’s not the molly, it’s the boot
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| Ain’t no comin' back from here
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| Live the life of La Familia
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| It’s so much gang that I can’t see ya
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| Turn it up 'til they can’t hear
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| Runnin', runnin' 'round for the thrill
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| Yeah, dawg, dawg, 'round my real
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| Raw, raw, I been pourin' to the real
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| Nah, nah, nah, they not back of the VIP
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| Gorgeous, baby, keep me hard as steel
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| Ah, this my life, I did not choose
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| I’ve been on this since we was kids
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| We gon' stay on top and break the rules
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| I fill my mind up with ideas
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| Oh, case it’s fumes
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| He fill my mind up with ideas
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| I’m the highest in the room
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| Hope I make it outta here
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| I’m the highest in the room
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| I’m the highest in the room
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| I’m the highest in the room
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| I’m the highest in the room |