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I had to let a little off, yeah | I had to cut the pill off, yeah (Woo) | But if we bein' real though, yeah (Woo)
I had to let a little off, yeah I had to cut the pill off, yeah (Woo) But if we bein' real though, yeah (Woo) Nah, I don't never feel nothin' (Yeah, yeah) I'm steady jumpin' the gun, yeah, like I do it for fun You act like you do it for real, but, no, you is not one of us You never could come inside of this buildin' we run Inside of this world we run, we do it for us No, we don't fuck with one of them at all, at all We don't fuck with you at all (No, no) No, I won't pick up your calls, uh No, l don't like you at all, huh I kind of wanna see you fall I keep on chasin' the highs, I know I can never get back, so I'm always on low And I got eyes on the back of my head, I got eyes everywhere, so I know where you go (Yeah, yeah) I could drop ties in this bitch Drop like flies in this bitch I cut ties in this bitch I'Il cut ties in your face, yeah Cut you like a lace Nothin' I do could be replaced That's why I'm livin' out in space I take the money to another level I take the plane to another level I take the heights to a newer level I take gettin' high to a newer level Keep diggin' your grave, I'll pass you the shovel, yeah I ain't mean to burst your bubble But I ain't into makin' change, I'ma stay the same, bring it to my level If we bein' real I don't know how to feel I been overseas (I been overseas) You been on your knees No, You beggin', "Please" (No, You beggin', "Please") It's nothin' left to see It's nothin' left to feel Why you in the field? (Why you in the field?) Why you so real? (Why you so real?) Tell me how you feel, huh (Tell me how you feel) Why you make me feel the way I feel? Will you make me feel better? (Will you make me feel better?) Always clashin' heads, yeah, with somebody who think they know better (Who think they know better) Who the fuck is you? Got better things to do I don't got time to waste, I just need my space It's a couple things that I can feel, but I can't feel my face It's a couple things that I wish I could but I can't replace I think it's a sickness, bein' so selfish, yeah I'm in need of a witness They always tell me, yeah, "Never forget this" I forget everything, I don't even know where my tip is And I'll change everything, I don't know how l'Il top this
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