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As I lay me down to sleep, I'm praying for all my frenemies |
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They praying for my downfall I'm praying for they ends to meet I get it, |
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I get it, they mad I... done did it |
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Fuck out... I ain't gonna be shit I'm shitting on you busters |
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And pissing all on your dissing |
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You bitching I'm in the kitchen I'm fixing up my next mission |
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Essential to my ambition... to pose any proposition |
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Need a mortician for all this body bagging I've been resuming to |
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My ambitions could be ruins |
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That will ruin you |
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Assuming you could stop my shine, |
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Stop my grind, you out your mind I can feel my time |
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And a bitch won't stop 'til it's not my prime |
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[Chorus] |
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I know I gotta fly away |
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Cause I can't stay here |
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Feel like a bird with no wings |
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But my dreams seem so clear |
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So even if you're far away |
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Some day you'll be near |
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Cause when I'll get my wings |
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We're gonna get the fuck up out of here |
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Out of here, out of here, out of here |
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We're gonna get the fuck up out of here |
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Out of here, out of here, out of here |
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Now these underachievers wanna underrate you |
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Ain't built for the game, but wanna play you |
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Niggas lines played out like they wanna page... |
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Now these once upon a time, bitches wanna fake too |
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They judge you as a hoe but they don't even know the half |
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Hating on your future, they don't even know your past |
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When your mother taught you love |
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But your father ain't know how to |
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Niggas took your shine, but you ain't never let it cloud you |
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Put the Lord over this money |
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But it's bizness over bitches |
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Treated as the illest, I put sickness over bitches |
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Conditioned through the pressure I ain't never tripping though |
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The pain turn into pleasure, like a numbing after sniffin' coke |
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Falling down is how you grow |
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Staying down is how you die |
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Rising from my down falls, this right here is you fly |
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[Chorus X2] |
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I know I gotta fly away |
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Cause I can't stay here |
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Feel like a bird with no wings |
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But my dreams seem so clear |
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So even if you're far away |
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Some day you'll be near |
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Cause when I'll get my wings |
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We're gonna get the fuck up out of here |
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Out of here, out of here, out of here |
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We're gonna get the fuck up out of here |
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Out of here, out of here, out of here |
