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[ATO] Yeah Yeah, yeah Her eyes are to the camera She tryna find her way to the other side She tryna find the answer To the good life The more money, she's addicted to the money tree And she don't know who she can be She tryna find herself inside of me, yeah And if she wants to go alone, we can play that game She done it once before, but it's never been the same She's afraid of change, I don't know why [ATO] Popping more than bottles Just a couple homeless models On a red-eye from Atlanta Drinking wine until it landed She's tryna be more than twisted panties on this bedroom floor Heart set on dior Alexander Wang, she wants it all Told her now "Keep the lights off, love the dark Take the tights off, if you want me come and get me You ain't going home tonight." Feeling the emotions, got the motion running double time Seeing double, wondering which girl is coming home with me tonight And I got a notion Everything's going fine 'Cause we stand for nothing And they say that faith is blind And it's always brighter on the other side It's a fine line Between bliss and open eyes [ATO] f*ck the system, more controversial than collaborating two religions Remain the realest in the building Under these conditions I've been kicking since my time was ticking And without a finish line, how can I now define winning? Looking major, but f*ck your pen and f*ck your paper And if it compromises mine, the only sign is that I shouldn't sign Sharp shadows circles 'round my spine Only friend is time this time like every time before Just like her, I'm proudly putting London on the map Don't hold me back, scream up West, where my motherf*ckers at? [?] Hypocrisy that exists among these cold rappers, it's an epidemic of Y.M.C.M.B Can't f*ck with me though I'm trying to take your girl, yes, Childish Gambino I hold my chest knowing the bullets for my head and ego I'm at the edge screaming, "Don't hold me back," while the ledge breaks And I feel no weight as I make this great escape You know I'm hating on these rappers I don't feel these rappers Some of them are real but most are sour sweets beneath the wrapper Feeling poor, but rest assured I'm bringing something new Hear the game's broken, I'm reminded that its rent is due I've got it all, down to the last penny Down to the last depressive night alone drinking Henny I keep it real to me, you know what's real to me is real for you Writing like tomorrow will never come true at ten to midnight I'm rolling over, twenty now and I'm killing Thirty-two bars a minute but guarantee your mind will still be ticking When I'm finished going over ninety miles per hour Burning through this track gaining more flack than Dwight Howard I don't trust her, trust breaks in a second Love used as a weapon was never what we intended But don't forget, now that it's been addressed It's what we don't do, not what we do, we ultimately regret [Alan Watts - What If Money Was No Object] You will spend your life completely wasting your time You will be doing things you don't like doing in order to go on living - that is to go on doing things you don't like doing Which is stupid Better to have a short life full of what you like doing than a long life spent in a miserable way [Unnamed housewife] I can't tell you about it If you can't see it, then you'll never know it I feel sorry for you
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