| Yeah, I’ve come too far, to turn back now
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| Trina
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| I’m too far, 305, to turn back now, yeah, aha
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| But I don’t know, I’ve come too far, I’ve come too far yeah, too far
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| Don’t know how yeah
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| A hundred giuseppes never looked so nice on a queen
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| The ghost pod’s reflection, the hairy glisten bling
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| Standing ovations and the sold out show days
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| I’ve been winning since recording a dat tapes
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| So what a bitch hate, that’s what they made for
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| And I’m the competition I’m what they can’t fuck
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| Prolific, profound and gifted, I don’t hear these bitches
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| Bopping so I don’t get tempted
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| In my own lane and a queen till the death of me
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| The bitches claim they bad but the only thing bad is me
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| Sterved up, now the chemist cooking chemistry
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| I can’t be duplicated so they all choose to follow me
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| These birds are pictures of trash, if I… I’m with my pen
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| Losses ink, that’s the day I retire, I never expire
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| I pray to a God that’s higher, he promised me a long time
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| He give me all I desire
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| I’m too far, to turn back now
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| You know I’d reach the peak
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| But I don’t know how
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| I’m too far, to turn back now
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| You know I’d reach the peak
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| But I don’t know how
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| I’m sitting on airplanes/spaceships
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| I’m an astronaut, with real curf tips
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| Million dollar whips, I take space trips
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| I sip starbucks and spend space chips
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| I play 50 cent moka I’m on vh1
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| Now tell me something that a bitch done that I ain’t done
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| To not be feeling left out like I am the one
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| Fucking the world, it’s political
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| I’ve been hot as the sun
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| I’ve been getting to the money like it’s nothing
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| I’ve been rocking chanel, no… no fuck shit
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| I’m on my own shit and you hoes no money
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| I can’t take you under cause you thirst for the money
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| Bitches never had nothing till the game gave it to em
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| And now they getting money, the… game to them
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| In my own lane and a queen till the death of me
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| The bitches claim they bad but the only thing bad is me
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| I’m too far, to turn back now
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| I reached the peak
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| But I don’t know how
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| I’m too far, to turn back now
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| I reached the peak
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| But I don’t know how
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| If you was thinking that it was over
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| Leprechaun, here’s my 4 leaf clover
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| But I don’t need luck, I’ve been prayed up
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| While they was sleeping, I’m the same bitch who stayed up
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| While I’m most persistend, why the rockstars love me
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| Why I’m on my 6th album, why your man wanna fuck me
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| Why the movie screen calling, why I ain’t stop balling
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| Why you throwing sneak disses if I really ain’t the target
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| Why they throw me on the cover, why my ass so fat
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| Yeah my ass is a movie, you should see it from the back
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| And it’s hd, high definition
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| If I never started rapping, all this ass you’d be missing
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| You’d be in the same position, listening to corny…
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| All the lies that they telling and the fantasies they wishing
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| In my own lane and a queen till the death of me
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| The bitches claim they bad but the only thing bad is me
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| I’m too far, to turn back now
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| I reached the peak
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| But I don’t know how
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| I’m too far, to turn back now
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| I reached the peak
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| But I don’t know how |