| Smokey Robinson
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| Away we gon' go
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| Been havin moments lately
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| Get the Go Pro
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| Luther Vandross
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| Stevie Wonder baby
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| Smokey Robinson
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| Away we gon' go
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| So amazin' baby
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| Been havin' moments lately
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| I be blind to all the bullshit like the legend Stevie Wonder
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| Kick it back turn on the flick and roll a little tropic thunder
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| If I ain’t switch up my shit then I be probably six feet under
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| Now I resurrect the light like I done dug it out the rubble
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| Luther Vandross, house is not a home if love ain’t it in
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| I be shinin' 'til I’m finished
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| Talk my shit while I’m still livin'
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| Still get checks and still gon' spend 'em
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| I ain’t in it for the clout
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| Tryna get me make a difference in myself and all around
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| Well alright
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| Luther Vandross
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| Stevie Wonder baby
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| Smokey Robinson
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| Away we gon' go
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| Been havin' moments lately
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| Get the Go Pro
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| Luther Vandross
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| Stevie Wonder baby
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| Smokey Robinson
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| Away we gon' go
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| So amazin' baby
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| Been havin' moments lately
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| When I wake up in the morning
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| I give thanks, no day is promised
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| Had to flip the script like omelettes
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| Put my soul and mind in bondage
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| Can’t control, my mind too godly
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| Keep good aura 'round my posse
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| Try to test us, kamikaze
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| Count my blessings, word to Kami
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| Keep my head up, lead the army
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| I can’t play no games, Atari, nah
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| Rollin' up the palm trees
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| Got my dreams within my arms reach
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| Throw your shade but that can’t harm me
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| I can’t fold like origami
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| I got chapters that’s untold
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| I got paper to unfold
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| It’s a major step to Heaven, even shorter walk to Hell
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| And the world could take you under if you fall under her spell
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| I be dodgin' incantations, throwin' lightning bolts myself
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| You can change the repetition, makin inhibitions melt
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| Ima keep on flexin', I put some diamonds on my neck
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| You can keep your weapons, only bring women to my set
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| Niggas keep half steppin', I’m taking leaps with every breath
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| Go to slow and you get left
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| Movin' light speed to the death
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| Well, alright
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| I be blind to all the bullshit like the legend Stevie Wonder
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| Kick it back turn on the flick and roll a little tropic thunder
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| If I ain’t switch up my shit then I be probably six feet under
|
| Now I resurrect the light like I done dug it out the rubble
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| Luther Vandross, house is not a home if love ain’t it in
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| I be shinin' 'til I’m finished
|
| Talk my shit while I’m still livin'
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| Still get checks and still gon' spend 'em
|
| I ain’t in it for the clout
|
| Tryna get me make a difference in myself and all around
|
| Well alright
|
| Luther Vandross
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| Stevie Wonder baby
|
| Smokey Robinson
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| Away we gon' go
|
| Been havin' moments lately
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| Get the?
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| Luther Vandross
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| Stevie Wonder baby
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| Smokey Robinson
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| Away we gon' go
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| So amazin' baby
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| Been havin' moments lately
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| Had to get back to my goals
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| A major setback chasin hoes
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| Make an impact with the flow
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| But you know I want plenty mo'
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| Open up addictions, know my optimism kept my strong
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| Lack of wisdom had me caught up, intuition led me home
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| I know addiction is hard, because I be strugglin' myself
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| Know depression goes on, that shit hit right below the belt
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| Know them friends could be wrong, them niggas ain’t been any help
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| Fuck these niggas let’s get paid
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| Cop a flight and run away
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| Well, alright |