キー: F major
Verse 1
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You see where I go through
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You know me like I know you
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And it feels so good
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Yeah, and it feels so good
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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On my villain versus my protagonist
how you feelin'?
Lovin's all that I got,
went to the rep, I fought
don't believe me, just watch
Raised up on times, amazing,
so fine, sophisticated
slow me down, get too high
I, I, I'm trippin' like Simpson and Cincy
This shit got me flippin', never had a gun
But I keep the peace in
the heat of my cacti
Oasis, too many nights go faceless,
too turnt up and tasteless
Tongue -tied, that guy,
and I still run my bases
Betty White with the car keys,
feelin' the bass in my heartbeat
I got bars like a art thief,
sick of my teeth in this bar seat
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Ride with it, catch my philosophy,
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maybe vibe with it, I'm reckless
Adeline, too much,
I can't find myself enough
To realize that I'm runnin'
space station in Kisgah
Who can tell me this?
Cover it up, I've been taught
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What in the tarnation?
All places, love me through all races
Tall face and long waist
The women that get first place in runway
Who hit em with a beat like that?
Formin' in a place on a base like map
Before I get back to this one
Just want to trade spaces
Come through that toll lane
Rev it up, I go places
Don't need no packed house,
boy, does he get loud
Four stems of Cristal, pour it up, I sit still
She get ill, finger down,
full of coke, shit's real
Fall in love, been there,
up and down, down, yeah
They turn me up, they turn me down
I say, fuck that shit, I turn it up until, up until
Shit so clean,
it's hardly ashy on the grill
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Packin' nails, catchin' eyes,
she's hot,
so smell like Happy Meal
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I turn it up and tell, up and tell
Shit so clean,
it's hardly ashy on the grill
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Packin' nails, catchin' eyes,
she's hot,
so smell like Happy Meal
Y 'all, I left the party,
but I knew that shit from the start
Yeah, used to play in the dark,
in the streets, in the lights,
in between the cars
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Yeah, front yard of Raps's house,
up late drinkin' till I'm passin' out
Everyone knew back then,
ask around,
cause everybody knew back then,
ask around
Get the girl in the car, huh, yeah,
get the girl in the car
But he never is, not at all,
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All this summer shit, man, well,
I'm fuckin' over it, yeah
Cut into the beat
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while I cut back on my finance
Better work some more
if you wanna shut up at that finance
Always like if I get this,
if I had that, it'd be alright
But I realize that it don't mean shit
You got your breath and
you got tonight, yeah
So cut a plug, yeah,
and I'll be the scissors
But still never get enough of it
Uh -huh, motherfuck the critics
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And I do this at my own speed
Came to life, passed on the right
Said this night got the best of
Can't stop those lights, keep it in
I try, can't climb the wire
With a handful of right, I'm
Feelin' like a child, but
Came to life, passed on the right
Said these nights get the best of
I'm feeling like a child but I
Keeps going on
Keeps going on
Keeps going on
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