[Intro:]
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Jam!
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I got these voices in my ear
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Aye!
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Yeah, got these voices in my ear
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HAAAA!
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Yeah, I got these voices in my ear
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Yeah (YEAH!)
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[Verse 1:]
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Wake up to the sound of a million horns
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Jesus piece ruby red diamonds in the thorns
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Say a prayer for the Jammed and the one's that's gone
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I might a missed my nigga wake, but still I mourn
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Did it big in the club with my cash out
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But dealing with alot so I drunk until I passed out
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With a brall I met a broad with her ass out
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Her concern was the earn like 'nigga what yo cash bout? '
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In the ville up on my tip with her glass out
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We live a paparazzi life, what yo flash bout?
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Hit the mattress set the ceiling, what yo stash bout?
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In case I had doubts
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[Hook:]
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me get up, get up, get up
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me wake up, wake up, wake up
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me keep running, keep running, keep running
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me get money, get money, get money, get money
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Breathe
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[Verse 2:]
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What if a dream was all you had
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And life ain't Fab you can't throw it in the bag
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Niggas ain't real, hoes ain't shit
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My Hammy Downs was too dig they buying clothes that don't fit
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I'm like, it was more than fame that the credit
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Feeling like my whole life I been try'na be the freshest
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Respected, in a world full of kings you pathetic
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If you can't buy the finer things before you exit
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The very moment that'cha got it
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Is where my biggest fears that I'll doubted nobody
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Forgotten, when I was really at my best
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It seems like nothing left
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[Hook:]
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me get up, get up, get up
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me wake up, wake up, wake up
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me keep running, keep running, keep running
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me get money, get money, get money, get money
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Breathe
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[Verse 3:]
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Lately I been feeling like fuck it
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Heavens in my face but Lord knows I can't touch it
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Plus I heard the angel wings was kind of heavy
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Scared to put em on my back, so I threw em on a Chevy
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Death knocking on my door I can get it
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Looking through the peep hole in case I ain't ready
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Fuck this rap shit yeah I said it
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On the road to the riches ain't no telling where I'm headed
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Now I dread it, the world ain't what it seems
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And during all the shit to be a king
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Praying for tomorrow, some more time to borrow
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I'm scared, aware, they whisper in my fear
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[Hook:]
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me get up, get up, get up
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me wake up, wake up, wake up
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me keep running, keep running, keep running
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I got these voices in my ear
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They tell me get money, get money, get money, get money
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Breathe
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Voices
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| Big KRIT |
