| Yeah, uh
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| I used to look up to these artists that’s until I met some of them
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| Talked to each other on the internet just ignoring the competitive edge
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| I pretend to be so buddy-buddy but we don’t make friends with a threat
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| We as artist just afraid to fail no matter how much success that we get
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| All our confidence is only fan-made
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| Our compliments are only backhanded
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| Wanted fame and now we complain about it
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| Reached our destination but we crash landed
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| And we all know about each other just never say it to each others face
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| Exchange numbers like we suddenly tight
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| Just to go home and call each other fake
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| All of y’all are fake and I can always see right through little attitude
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| And all this shit you’re hiding in your words
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| Talking to me like you really wonder how I’m doing
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| But you wonder what I’m doing 'cause you wanna do it first
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| Taking every change to get to look like you’re Token to me
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| But honestly there’s nothing you can do to help me out
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| I don’t need a hand, you can put it down
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| I don’t need a dap bitch, I don’t need a pound
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| Yeah I’ll be get long, yeah I’ll be safe and sound
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| I’ll be getting paid, I bet that you count
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| Count on my shows, pretty good amount
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| When I’m on the tour, I’ll be in your town
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| Fuck your town and fuck you too!
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| But I’ma hit you back, if you hit me up, invite me to your crib,
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| invite you to the show and I’m probably act like it’s all love
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| «How you doin' bro?»
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| I’m in your town for a show, say my number was Toke
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| Where you at? |
| I heard about the new place
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| Drop a pen where to go, I’ll be there
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| Damn look at your crib
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| I’m proud of you, this is goals, this is goals
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| You puttin' in work and that new track is dope
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| Oh you know, that one with hook, that one with the flow
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| Anyway I wanted to say you inspire me bro
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| I would love to stay, but I gotta go
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| Get ready for the show, I leave this crib and think of my own many so fake,
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| the fakest I know, but shit I still hope
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| I hope that you’re happy for me, you don’t have any reason to leave me alone
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| I hope that you’re happy to see me and actually try to keep me close
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| Tell me you love me so passionately, I’m the last to believe it though
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| I’m the last to believe it though, I’m the last to believe it though
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| I hope that you’re happy for me, you don’t have any reason to leave me alone
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| I hope that you’re happy to see me and actually try to keep me close
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| Tell me you love me so passionately, I’m the last to believe it though
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| I’m the last to believe it though, I’m the last to believe it though
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| Every time you try to sum me, you show me just how insecure an artist with
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| success and money can be
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| With that envy in your words
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| I’m telling fans that I’m a fan of you, 'cause I know they wanna hear it
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| But I know who you are in real life, so I hear the bullshit in your lyrics
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| How many backhanded compliments you gon' give me again
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| Like «Wow man you actually know what you’re talking about, I really had no idea
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| you did»
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| «Man you so good for your age»
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| «Oh that was you? |
| I didn’t think that was you, that was dope!»
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| I used to look up to you motherfucker, now I think you’re a joke
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| I don’t have ghost, I know what’s the deal
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| Yesmen around, you pretending that they real
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| I don’t have feel, getting new number
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| When we hang up we talk shit about each other
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| Meet the same labels, talk the same shit
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| Hit the same venues, fuck the same chicks
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| Post my songs, so I post yours back
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| I never play that shit, that shit’s whack
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| You don’t got my back and I don’t got yours either
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| We acting like we both leaders, but whoever who’s more poppin' at the moment
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| treat with the other one with a colder demeanor
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| And that’s just ego when you getting recognized
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| But you ain’t that famous, half famous
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| I tell the homies that you’re not fake shit, even though I do the exact same
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| shit
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| I’m the same as you, I’m just as fake as you
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| But I still pretend to be as great as you, shit
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| I’m the same as you and I’m as afraid as you
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| 'Cause we don’t know when our time is done
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| I’ma probably fall at the same rate as you
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| We got teams around us, teams around us say we doin' well
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| But underneath the whole of tigers surface, all of us are just afraid to fail
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| All of us complain about the fame
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| We wanted fame just 'cause a past rejection
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| Now all we want is some of that acceptance, I accept the compliment
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| I hope you meant it, I just hope you meant it, man I hope
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| I hope that you’re happy for me, you don’t have any reason to leave me alone
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| I hope that you’re happy to see me and actually try to keep me close
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| Tell me you love me so passionately, I’m the last to believe it though
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| I’m the last to believe it though, I’m the last to believe it though
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| I hope that you’re happy for me, you don’t have any reason to leave me alone
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| I hope that you’re happy to see me and actually try to keep me close
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| Tell me you love me so passionately, I’m the last to believe it though
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| I’m the last to believe it though, I’m the last to believe it though |