Yeahh.
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Some old school shit.
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When uhhhh, you be at the lunch table
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Ha ha ha.
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This that right here.
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Uh yeah
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I put my team on
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Now we in the game but I memba days when I ain't have no-one to lean on
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I learned to hold my own
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And sing the skys the limit, take a hundred dollar bill and make a paper plane.
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And try to make a name
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And when ya done giving ya all you give ya everythang
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You got what it takes
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I told the world my song
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They lovin it
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You can't tell me nothin cause my whole clique stuntin
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Boy wassuppp
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Yeahhhhhh [x4]
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So where ya goin, ya lifes on a road
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From the party to the plane and ya names in the light show.
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You find your way back home, away from all the pressure and a women tryin to stress you
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Find a new one
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You've reached a new phase
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They got you lookin at tomorrow like a new stay
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And not a new day
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To some it may seem wrong
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But fuck it, cause I'm good weed puffin and my whole team stuntin
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Boy wassuppp
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Yeahhhhhh [x4]
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And I hop up out the bed
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Grab my iPhone
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Put some kush in the swisha
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Roll one up
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When you live the star life
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Gotta go hard so you workin all night, sleep when the sun come up
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Yeahhhhhh [x2]
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Hahaha.
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Yeah
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Okayyyyyyy
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Wassup
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| Wiz Khalifa |
