| Yah yah yah yah yah, oh it’s a vibe
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| Yah yah yah yah yah, vibe
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| When I jump into the temple (when I)
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| Prefer a local mental
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| Bending knees and wishing place inside to hide low, go
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| Yeah, Like I’m running the game (game)
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| Don’t you fuck with my fame
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| Light it up, spark it up, burn it into flames
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| I’m the one and only motherfucker from the East
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| All them bitches lining up to feel me, spit it then I peace
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| Gettin' in my zone (gettin')
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| I do this shit alone (I do)
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| I’m the Yeezus of the East
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| You need to watch the throne (yeah)
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| All this ice be on me but I still be risin'
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| I’ll be on your levels but I still ridin'
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| Say that I be falling but they see me flyin'
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| When you peep me, I’m at the top
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| Ay, turn up, turn up
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| Oh now, the tides are turning
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| I ain’t never ever doubt what I’ve been affordin'
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| All this ice be on me
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| But I still be risin'
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| Say that I be fallin'
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| But they see me flyin'
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| Tell your chick I like her
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| Take it on my Leica
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| And I’m always stacking paper, but my name ain’t Michael
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| Got a crib in Indo, it’s tall just like the Eiffel
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| I could get her number if I put it on my right, yuh
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| God damn legit, told me that she liked my fit
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| When I take her out to dinner, man, the check ain’t gettin' split
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| Don’t look like I’m getting thinner with the chickens and the ribs
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| Man, your bitch is what I say
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| One day, I saw her and got a kiss
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| Don’t say my name, I never wanna breathe your air
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| Coke and Kool-Aid, there’s just some shit you don’t compare
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| I got a x-ray and I just saw my old girl there
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| She was my ex babe, but now I really just don’t care
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| I’m so tired, but my mind is racin'
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| Fuck with me and see what kinda problems you’ll be facin'
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| Friday 13th I make you look like you’re my Jason
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| Like a damn femur poppin', just what I’ve been cravin'
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| All this ice be on me but I still be risin'
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| I’ll be on your levels but I still ridin'
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| Say that I be falling but they see me flyin'
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| When you peep me, I’m at the top
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| Ay, turn up, turn up
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| Oh now, the tides are turning
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| I ain’t never ever doubt what I’ve been affordin'
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| All this ice be on me
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| But I still be risin'
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| Say that I be fallin'
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| But they see me flyin'
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| They said that I won’t make it
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| They said that I won’t change
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| They say that I’m not flexin'
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| Now they say wow, you’ve changed (skrrt)
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| Now they say why you change
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| Now they say why you changin'
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| Yeah, they ask why you’ve change
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| When the rest ain’t looking like me
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| (Fourteen and Seventeen)
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| No way, no way, stay the same
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| Got that purple in my vein
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| Ain’t that hard to feel that pain
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| While I’m rocking Saint Lorraine
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| Purple body like a saint
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| Ooh, Big body would you like a tie
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| I’m just swervin' smoking on some dank
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| I’m just tryna fucking ease the pain
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| 'Fore I blow my mind like Kurt Cobain
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| No taste
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| No change
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| No change
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| Yeah, And I promise I won’t change
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| And I promise I’m the same
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| Trippie Redd, you know my name
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| Bitch, they say that I’m insane
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| I might blow your fucking brain
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| Bitch, I’m fly just like a crane
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| Feels like I’m falling off a plane
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| And that bitch got angel wings
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| And spitting all these flames
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| Ain’t you know I like the lean
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| Ain’t they know I like the lean
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| They said that I won’t make it
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| They said that I won’t change
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| They say that I’m not flexin'
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| Now they say wow, you’ve changed (skrrt)
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| Now they say why you change
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| Now they say why you changin'
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| Yeah, they ask why you’ve change
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| When the rest ain’t looking like me |