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Hello? Yeah, yeah, where you after goin', man? I saw you gone out the door Man, you're gonna miss the countdown Yeah, no Yeah, no, they're doin' the countdown It's hittin' twelve now like Are you on the phone? She's with you now? Buddy, would you come back to us? Eh? Other life, other life Other life Heart break Heart of the city, I'm feelin' nauseous, off it Caution left for the wind's interest Reckless Recluse lеft to my own vices Nightlife star at your image through my еyelids, wildin' Been reflectin' on my lifestyle Focus, been tough graspin' as my profile's growin' Say more money comes more problems But all I got's the latter and f**ked if I'm gonna solve 'em Movin', keep them feet on the damn pavement Path less travelled's the only one worth takin' Naked, lay my heart for entertainment Like are you not amused? Been singin' and gainin' weight kid Let this fat boy sing Let this fat boy sing Let this fat boy sing, ah Let this fat boy sing Something that I wanna tell ya (Let this fat boy sing, oh) Something that I gotta tell ya (Let this fat boy sing, yeah, yeah, yeah) Something I don't wanna tell ya (Let this fat boy sing) But I don't got the heart to tell ya (Alright, so what you want then?) Wanna stack loot, cop guap now Want a black coupe with the top down Wanna be a little bit taller Little bit baller Lil Love Lockdown Checkpoint, Ye in the Beamer Burnout, squeal like Tina (Skrrt) Boy like deer in the headlights Gas 'em, dead right, wouldn't wanna be ya Crash my whip with a taxi Feds on foot can't catch me Legs on, legs on point Left my joint rolled up in the back seat Hope my ma don't see me (Nope) Locked up singin' like Stevie Wonder when my name'll be dependant on the TV Like my mammy always told me "What you runnin' from? Tell me who it is I'ma gut 'em up the tummy if they f**kin' with my kid Show 'em to me on the road I'ma f**k 'em with a fist Little worm gonna squirm In the belly of the fish" Belly full of lies Why you talkin' sh*t? Like a dog with a bone That's a dog I gotta fix Somebody gotta go Somebody gotta give Sat up in the dark cast shadows off a spliff Wreak havoc on my soul Full of doublethink Bird circlin' the bones Pickin' meat up off the bits Pump venom in the veins of a city full of kids City full of f**k ups City smell of p*ss I been lyin' to myself, smash mirrors into bits Tryna pay dues? Man, I'm tryna get rich Tryna run from my dealer, and my demons, and my b*t*h What a day to die Same sh*t, different wrist Santy sack with the hacksaw Hats off, black Glock shoot your hat off Last thought, last word, last laugh, huh? Slack-jawed, wide-eyed, head blast off Sky-high, NASA Like NASCAR Body tumble on the black tar Nobody seen nothin' if they ask ya Nobody seen nothin' if they ask ya Nobody seen nothin' if they ask ya Nobody seen nothin' if they ask ya
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