| You got me feeling higher than a kite
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| Like the kid with the new bike riding through the night
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| All eyes on us cause we shine so bright
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| And used to like to get the youth mo hype
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| Palms to the sky like the roof gonna cave in
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| Chuck yeager swagger leather jacket and ray bans
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| Stage dive, swimming in waves of hands
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| The base line shake me from my face to my vans
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| I take pride in turnin' the strangers to fans
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| And making them dear friends before the day ends
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| The language of my world speaks in beats and rhymes
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| And life is defined by the people in my tribe
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| We international wide
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| All you have to do is vibe and the music will speak to you inside
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| Sound like hippie shit? |
| huh well I don’t give a shit pimp
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| I got honor roll in college while I was lifted like a blimp
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| Cutting records cutting rugs
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| Rocking venues fuck the club
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| Loving every single second even when it’s rough
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| It’s a blessing to have people listen
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| Especially when you come from generation deficit attention
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| So we live life like we can die from it
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| So we stage dive like we get high from it
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| This red bull may give you wings
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| And drugs may get you keyed
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| But this music is my dream and I fly cause of it
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| Well ok
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| Well alright
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| Well ok
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| Give me something I can touch when the sun rise
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| Give me something I could taste when my tongues tied
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| Love life don’t waste another night
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| Stage dive jump like you could fly
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| Die young or grow old
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| One shot before you know, you’re gone
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| I’m in the mood for love
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| I’m in the mood for you
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| I’m in the mood for us
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| I’m in the mood to move
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| If you in the mood for me let me see your head nod
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| If you ain’t trying to sleep let me see your bed rock
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| Back pack so fat you see it from the front
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| And her booty wasn’t bad either she was my love
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| She was hip hop
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| She was hip hop
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| She let me get it if I pull out when the kick drop
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| You might see me on the ave
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| Or see me on the hill
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| If you see me say something
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| Or keep it to yourself
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| Just know I’m being me
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| Smoking while I read
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| Reading while I write
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| Writing while I sleep
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| Sleeping on me? |
| id like to see somebody who can
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| While I pack out these venues like they’re tuna cans
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| Give me your hand give me your heart
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| Give me the stage and I’ll give you my thoughts
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| I’mma go get it so I get it on
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| Including the women excluding the broads
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| Forget a facade, this is Sol, name given by my mom
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| No chains no games yours truly in its purest form
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| Give me something I can touch when the sun rise
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| Give me something I could taste when my tongues tied
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| Love life don’t waste another night
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| Stage dive jump like you could fly
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| Give me something I can touch when the sun rise
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| Give me something I could taste when my tongues tied
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| Love life don’t waste another night
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| Stage dive jump like you could fly
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| Die young or grow old
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| One shot before you know, you’re gone |