| And I know that I’m stuck in my mind
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| I keep telling myself it’s real life
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| 'Cause up there I just fly and stay high
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| I stay high, I stay high
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| Girl, I wanna know everything you see
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| I’mma pull your clothes, take it off your feet
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| We’ve been on a row, this is destiny
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| This is love supreme, this is love supreme
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| Girl, I wanna know everything you see
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| I’mma pull your clothes, take it off your feet
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| We’ve been on a row, this is destiny
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| This is love supreme, this is love supreme
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| These labels saying yes, but I be saying no
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| Tell me I’m messed like I already know
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| There’s so much on my chest, but I’m just tryna blow
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| What is fucking stress, 'cause I’m going for the gold
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| I gotta go, go, I’m going in
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| Get this money, make those hits
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| Don’t choke, 'cause you’re going broke if you don’t fuck your
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| My family calling, probably wonder where the hell I’ve been
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| I’ve been all alone with these demons that I’m battling
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| I prophesied the future while I play piano
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| This life ain’t black and white, that’s why your momma chemo
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| Where’s that Times New Roman, always flowin' when I sing this for you
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| Both the ladies called in sober, got my hands full
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| Or doubt that I’mma get far, I’mma be this bizarre
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| Homie, I’m the orchestra, the drums, and the guitar
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| Please, somebody, tell to call me back
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| 'Cause by the time the song is done I probably made another track
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| And I know that I’m stuck in my mind
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| I keep telling myself it’s real life
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| 'Cause up there I just fly and stay high
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| I stay high, I stay high
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| Girl, I wanna know everything you see
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| I’mma pull your clothes, take it off your feet
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| We’ve been on a row, this is destiny
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| This is love supreme, this is love supreme
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| Girl, I wanna know everything you see
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| I’mma pull your clothes, take it off your feet
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| We’ve been on a row, this is destiny
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| This is love supreme, this is love supreme
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| Life moves fast, I take it slow
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| Vicky brought the kush, we lettin' it blow
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| First, we get lit, and then we rock shows
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| Copyin' Versace at 15 and 4
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| I’m unconscious, dawg, I know that I got it
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| Yeah, these vibes are amazing, while they sleep on the profit
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| Up in New York, I’m shopping after shows that I’m playing
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| Reprimands that I’m Harlem, 'cause I still never made it
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| I just work on this music and they know that it’s popping
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| I won’t sign to your label 'cause I know I got options
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| And it’s easy to party when you’re already famous
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| But I’m growing impatient, I’mma star in the making
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| You’ve been through hell, I know, whoa-whoa
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| Don’t lose yourself for good
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| And I know that I’m stuck in my mind
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| I keep telling myself it’s real life
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| 'Cause up there I just fly and stay high
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| I stay high, I stay high
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| All the time, I stay high
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| All the time, all the time, all the time
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| Oh-oh-oh (one, two, three, four)
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| Girl, I wanna know everything you see
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| I’mma pull your clothes, take it off your feet
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| We’ve been on a row, this is destiny
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| This is love supreme, this is love supreme
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| Girl, I wanna know everything you see
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| I’mma pull your clothes, take it off your feet
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| We’ve been on a row, this is destiny
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| This is love supreme, this is love supreme |