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[Hook] |
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You're like sun*****ne |
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Don't take my sun*****ne away |
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In the moonlight |
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You keep the darkness away |
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Don't ya? Don't ya? |
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Don't you feel the same baby? |
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Don't ya? Don't ya? |
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Don't you feel pleasure from this pain baby? |
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[Verse 1: Raury] |
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Charred to black, stars in fact |
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Give you a heart attack |
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Take you to Mars and back |
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Giving you the type of love my father lacked |
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Chicken soup for the soul, take you to the bowl |
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Not a quarterback, I'm more than that |
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Queen *****t, ***** *****t |
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Bet you got more to match |
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I mean, I'm **** beyond the smoke |
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We on high from the vibes |
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I call it the veebz |
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You know what I mean |
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I got these albatross wings, I can sleep as I fly |
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I mean like who needs the ***** when you're naturally high? |
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Pass the liquor to my head, I sketch the city in the sky |
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Everybody wants world peace, but nobody wants to die for it |
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Which is kinda contradictive |
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Cause I be on the kamikaze *****t to get my vision, across the world |
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I got ya girl, I got ya girl |
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Just know I got ya girl |
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Cause I'm the living definition of life with intuition |
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That vegetarian in a bend away from chicken |
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That East Atlanta being, immediately emcee'ing |
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Exceeding over proceeding my ***** |
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You got a problem? |
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My *****, man it's whatever I'm clever beyond my years |
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And you feel the euphoric feel that you get from all the sheer |
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Talent man ***** a balance between a verse or chorus |
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Either against or for it, and ***** you if you ain't with it |
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Spitting for more than money, spitting for more than fame |
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Get it for more then honeys |
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I'll probably forget your name |
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I'm ashamed with no one to blame, I know I'm going insane |
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Yes, I know I'm going insane |
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Yes, I know I'm going insane |
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Yes, I know I'm going insane |
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Yes, I know I'm going insane |
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[Hook] |
