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I ain't singing other people's songs no more No more, no more, no more Mm-mm, yeah I ain't singing other people's songs no more No more, no more, no more No more imitating for the limelight I'ma keep on doin' me and that's what I like (Uh, yeah) Boy, I just do what I do I'm givin' love to the fam' They gon' be hyping me up Then pipin' me up then hit on that dab I be like [?] Jack, ayy Goin' back there, no chance, no I'll win the Grammy, kissed all my fans, and then take a pic for the 'Gram But then again, why am I in this wedding band and starin' at the wеdding bands When I could be a bettеr man instead of sing a [ballery ?] like every single weekend for the salary? Reality, I think I need a challenge, please I'm like who the hell gon' challenge me if I'm singing songs from a gallery? (Woah) It's the A-Team, and the A for the artist (Oh, woah) Billy D. team, it's a T with a target (Oh, woah, okay, okay) Billy cut-throat 'cause my pen be the sharpest (Yeah, yeah) Built a big dream on the red [leather ?] carpet Aw man, look, I am tryna recreate the greatest (Oh, woah) If I gotta take hiatus just to make it, I'ma take it (Oh, woah) Get the chef, I'ma cake it See, I'm 'bout to run it up, run it up (Yeah, yeah) It's me and my fam, but we goin' ham So watch as we comin' up, comin' up (Yeah) I ain't singing other people's songs no more No more, no more, no more No more, no more, yeah I ain't singing other people's songs no more No more, no more, no more No more imitating for the limelight I'm gonna keep on doing me and that's what I like Hop up on that wagon That's my band, that's Billy D and them Good Lords And them two doors And no fake brands And no fake fans And no [?] We like Loony Tunes with them Space Jams We like outer space When you hear that bass with your fresh kicks and them Ray Bans Ayy, man, ayy, what you sayin', man? We just chasin' dreams on paper They turned to planes, damn I wasn't given, but I was driven I'ma be passing them in cars I was just swimmin' without a fish, but then I chose to be a shark I be proficient, they be deficient I be efficient, you so official Black and the white, but you listen for whistles Aim for the stars and I shoot with a missile Please play at my party (No) Play me some Bob Marley (Bro) thin like cardio The future with the Marty flow These days, just freeze frames and remakes They starin' at the screen for like three days I'm gon' be smokin' that East Coast And then when these shows are done I done took my shot and keep getting more Like a full clip, I got a four clip I ain't singing other people's songs no more No more, no more, no more I ain't singing other people's songs no more No more, no more, no more No more, no more, yeah I ain't singing other people's songs no more No more, no more, no more No more imitating for the limelight (No) I'm gonna keep on doing me and that's what I like I ain't singing other people's songs no more No more, no more, no more, yeah Ooh, yeah Ooh I ain't singing other people's songs no more, no Ooh Ooh, yeah
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