(Hook 1)
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I guess I bit off more than I could chew
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And nobody told me, nobody told me
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Had it all and never knew
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Cus nobody told me
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(Hook 2)
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Nobody told me money donĄ¯t make you rich
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And if it did IĄ¯m missing something
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Nobody told me you can lose when you win
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And if they did itĄ¯d still be missing
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(Verse)
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Who knew that this much success will make it so hard
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But thatĄ¯s to accept the fact that I canĄ¯t go back where I left
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And back track my steps, back track my steps
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The records I dropped, so massive, so large
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It makes it hard for hip-hop to digest
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The things that I do, I guess if itĄ¯s true
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Well fuck it, a nigga too good to be the best
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Too good to be the best, too good to be stressed
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Cus this the type of life, too good to regret
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You know money donĄ¯t buy you no respect
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Nigga no respect, nigga no respect yea
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So what the hell is that?
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IĄ¯m tryna recreate the past that I never had
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And smash grills I could never smash
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And live fantasies thatĄ¯ll never last
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(Hook 1)
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I guess I bit off more than I could chew
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And nobody told me, nobody told me
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Had it all and never knew
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Cus nobody told me
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(Hook 2)
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Nobody told me money donĄ¯t make you rich
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And if it did IĄ¯m missing something
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Nobody told me you can lose when you win
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And if they did itĄ¯d still be missing
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(Verse)
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I ran away from home just to try to make a million
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Yea, just to try to make a million
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And when you get a million itĄ¯s a different type of feeling
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When you look around and what you really need is missing
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ItĄ¯s like, itĄ¯s like IĄ¯m suffering from a sickness
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And canĄ¯t find a doctor to fill out the prescription
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Or diagnose the illness
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CanĄ¯t leave it in the book, canĄ¯t buy from the dealer
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And I find that ironic
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Yea, I find that ironic
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How I can buy anything that I ever wanted
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But I really had it all when I ainĄ¯t have nothing
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They always say that mo money mo problems
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I guess I, I guess I shouldĄ¯ve listened to the warning
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I guess I, I guess I should anticipate the stormy weather
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I guess IĄ¯d illustrate it if itĄ¯s good but however
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Well if itĄ¯s clever
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I couldnĄ¯t find the words to say it better
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IĄ¯m knee-deep within these endeavors
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But all that glitters with gold is not treasure
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IĄ¯m ready for whatever, I never let er
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I work even better when IĄ¯m under pressure
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They say money donĄ¯t make you rich
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Cus you canĄ¯t buy shit that can make you better, word
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(Hook 2)
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Nobody told me money donĄ¯t make you rich
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And if it did IĄ¯m missing something
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Nobody told me you can lose when you win
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And if they did itĄ¯d still be missing
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(Hook 1)
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I guess I bit off more than I could chew
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And nobody told me, nobody told me
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Had it all and never knew
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Cus nobody told me
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Nobody Told Me
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| B.O.B. |
