| Me no wan nobody to talk to me right now, hear?
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| Everyting alright
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| Ready?
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| (Tokyo Ghoul ad-libs)
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| Huh?
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| Letting go, all my standards hit the floor
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| Preaching 'bout the mind I have, but then I lost it in a war
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| Had to get up, get it back, no remorse inside my core
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| Late nights, never slack, grinding like a skater pro, yeah, uh
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| Looking at the top spot in the way, uh
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| Thinking I can live my life in first place, uh
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| My future’s so bright, I need some Pearly’s, uh
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| Just hit twenty-five, I’m fucking wealthy, uh
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| Ducking texts, on my own, leaving flexing to the clones
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| Get the message? |
| Anti-bold, really ready, for the gold
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| Mind my own and lay low, watching all the pay flow
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| Risky how my day goes, illest with my layers, uh, yeah
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| Why you gassed up? |
| (Uh)
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| You ain’t doing shit, I’m running past ya
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| Two steps, five, are you moving backwards? |
| (Uh)
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| Watching every move, I’m fucking flattered, yeah, uh, huh?
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| Why you gassed up? |
| (Uh)
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| You ain’t doing shit, I’m running past ya
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| Two steps, five, are you moving backwards? |
| (Uh)
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| Watching every move, I’m fucking flattered
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| I can see right through, never steal my juice
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| Focus heals my wounds, now my deals right too
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| Keep my deep side too, let the least I’d do
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| All the spots I’m fye, but I see iTunes
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| Wait up, and I’m crazy
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| Going up, oh my days
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| Going up, fuck you pay me
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| Going up, I’ll never change
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| Going up, going crazy
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| Going up, oh my days
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| Going up, fuck you pay me
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| Going up, I’ll never change, yeah, uh, yeah
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| Why you gassed up? |
| (Uh)
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| You ain’t doing shit, I’m running past ya
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| Two steps, five, are you moving backwards? |
| (Uh)
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| Watching every move, I’m fucking flattered, yeah, uh, huh?
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| Why you gassed up? |
| (Uh)
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| You ain’t doing shit, I’m running past ya
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| What the fuck? |
| Are you moving backwards? |
| (Uh)
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| Watching every move, I’m fucking flattered |