Verse 1
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I
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picture
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riches
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and
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fame,
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a
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hundred
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mil
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to
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my
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name,
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I
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bet
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I'd
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like
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that,
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yeah,
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yeah.
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I'd
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go
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from
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dollars
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and
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change
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to
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rocking
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collars
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and
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chains
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i'd
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never
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write
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back,
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no,
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no.
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Chorus
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But
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that's
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not
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what
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it's
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about
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for
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me
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i'm
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standing
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on
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the
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balcony
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looking
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at
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my
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mansion
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but
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it's
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really
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just
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a
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house
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to
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me,
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I'm
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tryna
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make
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a
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legacy
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get
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friendly
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with
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my
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enemies
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identify
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the
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inner
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me
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quit
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messing
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with
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my
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energy.
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Verse 2
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They
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say
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that
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money
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don't
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buy
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happy
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actors,
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actresses
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and
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athletes
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they
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be
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crying
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in
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their
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bentley,
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I
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be
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crying
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in
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my
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taxi
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in
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the
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backseat
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feeling
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sad
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because
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I
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wanna
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be
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like
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that
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little
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do
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I
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know
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all
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they
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wanna
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do
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is
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crash.
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Bridge
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But
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they
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just
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can't
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love
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and
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they
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just
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can't
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trust
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and
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they
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just
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give
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up
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'cause
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it
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gets
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too
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much
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and
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they
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focus
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on
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the
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motive
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but
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they
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really
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can't
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control
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it
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people
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coming
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and
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they
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going
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but
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I
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never
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even
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notice
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that
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it's
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hard
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to
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keep
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a
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hold
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if
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you're
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not
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holding
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on
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the
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moment
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always
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in
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I'm
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never
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folding
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need
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a
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minute
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I'll
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be
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hoping
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that
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it's
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better
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in
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the
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morning
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but
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the
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weather's
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never
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golden
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will
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I
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ever
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be
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important
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all
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my
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knowledge
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is
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imported
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and
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I've
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been
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learning
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from
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a
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foreign'
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that
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it's
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not
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about
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roarin'
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and
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it's
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not
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about
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the
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noise
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nothing
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really
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matters
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'cept
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my
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actions
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and
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my
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voice
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nothing
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really
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matters
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'cept
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the
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fact
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you
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got
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a
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choice.
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Chorus
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And
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that's
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what
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it's
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about
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for
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me
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I'm
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standing
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on
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the
|
balcony
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looking
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at
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my
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mansion
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but
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it's
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really
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just
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a
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house
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to
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me
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I'm
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tryna
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make
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a
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legacy
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get
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friendly
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with
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my
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enemies
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identify
|
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the
|
inner
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me
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quit
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messing
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with
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my
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energy.
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Verse 3
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Things
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they
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come
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and
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go,
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memories
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forever,
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when
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I'm
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feeling
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low
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nothing
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makes
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it
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better
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there's
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no
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amount
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of
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riches
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and
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fame
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that
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can
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cure
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all
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my
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pain,
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wish
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I
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knew
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I
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was
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great
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from
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the
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start
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'cause
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if
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you're
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feeling
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bad
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when
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you
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get
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it
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won't
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be
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better
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when
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you
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spend
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it
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wish
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I
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would
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have
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learn
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my
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lesson
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guess
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I
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never
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got
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the
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message.
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Girl
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you
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hit
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me
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up
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tell
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me
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you
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miss
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me
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'cause
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got
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lots
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of
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money
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in
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my
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pocket
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but
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low
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I'm
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in
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love.
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Chorus
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And
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that's
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what
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it's
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about
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for
|
me
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i'm
|
standing
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on
|
the
|
balcony
|
looking
|
at
|
my
|
mansion
|
but
|
it's
|
really
|
just
|
a
|
house
|
to
|
me
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i'm
|
tryna
|
make
|
a
|
legacy
|
get
|
friendly
|
with
|
my
|
enemies
|
identify
|
the
|
inner
|
me
|
quit
|
messing
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with
|
my
|
energy
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