| Ooh, yeah
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| Everything 'bout you
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| I hate everything, everything 'bout
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| Bitch, I’m back, I was gone, they can’t hold me back
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| Got a couple more shelves for these platinum plaques
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| I been going through the mud, ran to hell and back
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| Got my tunnel vision on, I’ma chase these racks
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| They try to keep me down but I’ma move on
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| I cut a couple out 'cause they just do me wrong
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| I got my brothers now, like it’s been too long
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| And bitch I’m busting out, I gotta prove something, yeah
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| Now I start rolling around in my city, nobody round can fuck with me
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| This shit will probably kill me, I cannot stop I’m addicted
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| I’ll never stop if I’m living, this shit is not what I wanted
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| Everything good in the moment, tearing me down in the conscience
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| Ooh, yeah
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| I hate everything 'bout me
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| But I still love you
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| Bitch, I’m back, I was gone, they can’t hold me back
|
| Got a couple more shelves for these platinum plaques
|
| I been going through the mud, ran to hell and back
|
| Got my tunnel vision on, I’ma chase these racks
|
| They try to keep me down but I’ma move on
|
| I cut a couple out 'cause they just do me wrong
|
| I got my brothers now, like it’s been too long
|
| And bitch I’m busting out, I gotta prove something, yeah
|
| Now I start rolling around in my city, nobody round can fuck with me
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| This shit will probably kill me, I cannot stop I’m addicted
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| I’ll never stop if I’m living, this shit is not what I wanted
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| Everything good in the moment, tearing me down in the conscience |