| I used to put my faith in the yarn, and now communication is gone
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| I agree we’ve gone distant, my new location the charts
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| Naw, mm, can’t count the days, but let’s just say five
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| Years, coming of age, it make you blow by your day job
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| So cry for me, wild for me
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| It’s a horror story, eyes 20/20s that I-M-E your normal C
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| And I’d be different gettin' diplomas in peace
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| But gettin' applause and across, I’m hittin' Diplo for a beat
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| Slight work to Dahi, it’s a purpose y’all see
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| In a world of dopplegangers, niggas ain’t worth the copy
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| You capiche? |
| You got me cold
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| Niggas’ll fly you up this high, won’t let you fly to the moon
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| Goin' up!
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| They love your moves made 'til you make moves
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| Achievin' new feats every few 8 shoes
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| 16, took a nigga dream different
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| Had SOBs lookin' like it’s new Supreme in it
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| See that the line’s been beastin'
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| The main attraction, I got 'em hangin' their cleats up
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| I’ve been keepin' it G
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| It’s levels to this fellow, hello I resemble the cheat codes
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| Some shit good, some shit fly
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| Some love to see you blow, they don’t want see you pop
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| Shit good, some shit nah
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| Some shit recycled like second timers in Tour de France
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| First you picked up, now you pick the part
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| You get too fun 'til your core fans au revoir
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| They like, «You stuck with us, cause you let him fly»
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| Swear this life is like a helium balloon, I’m sorry
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| But I gotta fly
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| Now when a kid gets a helium balloon, he’s holding that string and he’s keeping
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| this balloon from going anywhere. |
| But he also wants to let it go
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| Gave you a contract, stay true through all that
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| Came through with Ross, writin' bangers for y’all
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| But I ain’t lose my content, fuck all that nonsense
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| Diverse with rappin', I’m a writer with passion
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| Tell the purist that laugh I don’t reach out for daps
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| Cause «No Hands"triple platinum
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| Better writings for retail, why not see my detail?
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| Gettin' box office spins, only box I fit in
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| Is by thigh on a female
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| So they hatin' me for that, sayin' I just make women songs
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| It’s perfect style every, versatile got me right where her walls at
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| Still know what my core needs, so fuck who ignores me
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| For I need niggas, I purchased 3 mirrors and show y’all what’s for me
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| So he wants to let it go and he wants to catch it. |
| Eventually he loses it,
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| he doesn’t want to lose it
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| Why they give a fuck about the songs I write?
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| As long as my tugs and my fans been nice
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| Movin' forward with my life
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| Crucify me, man of Jesus Christ
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| Man I do 'em no favor
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| Cause 'nough of them are traitor
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| Them a real bite, biter
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| Them are try take your glory and your energy
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| Buffalo soldier
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| Send us a sentimental gangster
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| I mean a sinner, boy me 'fraid of
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| Them are try take your glory and your energy
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| Whatever, tell 'em it’s whatever
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| Wanna see me good or never see me better?
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| Fuck 'em, can’t say nothin'
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| Cause the same hand heal you might cut you
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| Fuck 'em, you ain’t sayin' nothin'
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| Cause the same hand heal you might cut you
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| Whatever, tell 'em it’s whatever
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| Wanna see me good or never see me better? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Helium Balloon , by - Wale. Song from the album The Album About Nothing, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп