[Verse 1: MGK]
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Open my phone up, every day to 80 voice mails, from 80 different callers
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But to keep it 100, y'all really know Kells, nah
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Underestimated, but over stood, let's just hope I'm a knock, knock, on wood
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But either way I'm on another level thank the swisher
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Ladies love when I'm around say I look better than the pictures
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God damn right
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I coined embrace the expression that I am fly
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Cause I'm high as fly and above all of them land lives
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I'm like Picasso with this damn mike, listen up
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I gave the game stability, I am the missing crutch
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[?] call me collector
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Even know they hate me, you don't have a choice but to respect it, ha
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Peter picked up Pepper and I just picked the dream
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And fell asleep know everything I do's a movie scene
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But I just wanna live, and never act, blow a pack and and run it back
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[Verse 2: MGK]
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Yeah
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Now everybody from my city knows the name Kid
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My father thought I was a screw up, till I blew up
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Take a look at what the fame did
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From stains to stainless, fridges in my cribz the illest, getting lifted like the planes is
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Them one come and go, but the heart stays
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Trying to keep my mind free is them junior high days
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I guess we came a long way since the myspace
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Seem like my name is all over the country like the highways
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But they telling me the that home where the hate is
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Well fuck that I'm gone then my spaceship
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Been ready for take off
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See me on Venus with extraterrestrials, puffing the greenest of the space raw
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Already reaching and God willing if I make it to tomorrow
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I'm a wake and dedicate this to the ceiling
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Cause the fans make sure I'm on my mission
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This is the pursuit of happiness fuck a million
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We just over here living
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[Verse 3: MGK]
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Which is why I never put down the blunt
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Surrounded myself with the realest
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Which is why I never put up a front
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But I did turned my back though
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To everybody's opinion, and gave the critics a reason to kiss my ass
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Hi bloggers I know my skin's a little different
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I guess I'll blame the lack of presence on my skin pigment
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I've been dough, I've been flyest then rest of them
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I just always been I'll and they got the medicine
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Guess I wouldn't want me around either
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Vocals sick enough to fuck around and get listeners to jungle fever
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Look at me now pops up in the sky box, a few clearer than eye drops
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And I rock all the shows all the hoes and more
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Open up my closet looking like a clothing store
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I don't never wanna grow up, Peter Pan
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So roll it up and let's hit neverland kellz
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Gone
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[Verse 4: MGK]
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And everybody who just trying to make a living
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Doing whatever they goata do to get it, put your hands up
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Whether you work on the streets or in the buildings
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Everybody that is handling they bizness, put your hands up
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Me I'm just chasing the dream why they sitting
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So everybody who isn't bullshitting, please stand up, please stand up
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You in the front row dedicated to my fans
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Though I was gone, I'm back
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Helllllooo
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Thought I Was Gone, Hello
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| Machine Gun Kelly |
