| Uh, you can be who you want to be
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| But rather be myself, for real
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| No pretending, no faking me
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| 'Cause gettin' out this shell is real
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| I don’t know where I’m headed next, but
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| Man, I can’t even fake no more
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| Surrounded by lies and bullshit
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| Nigga, I can’t even take no more
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| See, I woke up havin' a bad day
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| And I gotta get the dollar any faster way
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| 'Cause a nigga growin' up never had shit
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| I was actin' way too passive
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| I’ve been up and down, 'round and 'round
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| Tryna find my way back home
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| Gone too long, drownin' out
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| Still gonna play that song
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| Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, Annie, are you right?
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| Never got that text back from the other night
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| Let me tell you something that I really know
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| I was down bad, up on my ass, I had to go
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| Okay, sometimes I know I’m dead wrong
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| So I just put it all in these songs
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| Shit, I’m still just finding myself
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| Finding myself up out of this zone, nigga
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| Wish me well, jezebel, get out of my sight
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| I excel, then I sell shows out for the night
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| Uh, you can be who you wanna be
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| But rather be myself, for real
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| No pretending, no faking me
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| 'Cause gettin' out this shell is real
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| I don’t know where I’m headed next, but
|
| Man, I can’t even fake no more
|
| Surrounded by lies and bullshit
|
| Nigga, I can’t even take no more
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| See, I woke up havin' a bad day
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| And I gotta get the dollar any faster way
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| 'Cause a nigga growin' up never had shit
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| I was actin' way too passive
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| I’ve been up and down, 'round and 'round
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| Tryna find my way back home
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| Gone too long, drownin' out
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| Still gonna play that song
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| Tryna find my way back home
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| I been gone 8 months out the year so far
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| Made a wrong turn on the dark road on my way back
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| Crossed through a couple toll roads, had to pay tax
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| Back and forth, I been fuckin' back
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| Had to get a bag, had to bring it back
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| Shit so different now, had to readjust
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| Ain’t too many people that I could trust
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| Keep to myself, ayy, spend this shit all on myself, uh
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| Where would I be without self? |
| Uh
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| Look in the mirror like, «Boy, you look good»
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| Yeah, that’s right, had to pick up myself, uh (Pick up myself)
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| I’m doin' me, you should do you, fuck everybody else
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| Don’t need nobody else
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| Uh, you can be who you wanna be
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| But rather be myself, for real
|
| No pretending, no faking me
|
| 'Cause gettin' out this shell is real
|
| I don’t know where I’m headed next, but
|
| Man, I can’t even fake no more
|
| Surrounded by lies and bullshit
|
| Nigga, I can’t even take no more
|
| See, I woke up havin' a bad day
|
| And I gotta get the dollar any faster way
|
| 'Cause a nigga growin' up never had shit
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| I was actin' way too passive
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| I’ve been up and down, 'round and 'round
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| Tryna find my way back home
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| Gone too long, drownin' out
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| Still gonna play that song |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Way Back Home , by - YBN Cordae. Song from the album The Lost Boy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп