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[Verse:] Step into my |
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Chevy, my head all heavy |
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Trying to make it home in one piece |
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Searching for my car keys, spilling liquor on my |
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Barkleys I'm mad cause |
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I just got 'em all whites with the swish bottoms |
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You know those, the ones from the |
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Instagram photos |
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I ain't trippin' though, since |
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I started rapping |
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I ain't miss 'em though, |
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I just buy a new pair |
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It's funny what we think about, we're drunk and try and see clear |
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Vision all blurry, they just wishing |
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I'd worry |
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About all the wrong things, it was simple back |
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When all I cared 'bout was keeping my car clean, and my tank filled up |
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So I can ride, no destination in mind |
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Just a clear highway, and |
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I cleared my way |
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Lane to lane switching, keep these lames and dames at distance 8 cylinder pistons, it's money talking, listen |
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And it's telling me go get it, and |
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I've been on my way |
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I've just been bent all day, not a sober thought |
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I'm baked |
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And tipsy off this grey |
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This game got me feeling cra... zy |
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As I blast this imaginary player by |
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Jay... Z |
