| I grind so hard, so I’m distant
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| And now I’m a little scared of commitment
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| Nobody knows how you’re consistent
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| When I’m feelin' low, you’re my prescription
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| I know with my name, there’ll be complications
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| A lot of lies and a fabrication
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| But you should never listen to the rumors
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| Because we’re gonna smile when we got our juniors
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| You know me, you know what the ambition
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| Are you gonna ride for the transition?
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| Road’s fucked, man, I can hear the state sissin'
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| You say jump off the road, but I don’t listen
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| You ain’t social, fuck the exposure
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| When I feel you, I lose my composure
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| That’s why I put you in the Rolls with a chauffeur
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| And I love you like kale loves soda
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| Her body’s lookin' like Lira Galore
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| But she ain’t sure, she’s an entrepreneur
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| I’ma show these dead things to the door
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| My R-O-D not to ride up the shore
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| You need to come roll with me some more
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| So I can show you what you deserve
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| I can’t lie
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| I want you bad as ever, why you hidin'?
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| Just give me your love
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| I want your time
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| I want your time, just give me your love |