They told me the right soundtrack
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For the kids who ain't have shit
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No problem, flash back neat 2006
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Brokers pissed, trade invest fell off
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Y'all at 50 cents
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Get bout of school and go to work
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As a matter of fact
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Fuck all this I quit
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I got a dream that we gonna change the world soon
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And one day get the fuck out of this bedroom
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Maybe right a song for the girl who cried
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When she thinks of the past
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But just post play it till the smile
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And then she laughs looking back
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Yeah music makes the world go round
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And the ones in search of freedom generate into a crowd
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All it takes is one believer
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With the words to introduce us to what's real
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And since my thought is clear this is why I'm here
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See my teachers told me go away to college
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But I tell you it ain't no guarantee if you're a scholar
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Even what they tend to grease you,
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You could be drivers without a cent in your pocket
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So I said fuck my doctor's right
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I need more money than he's got
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One day I'll be too fly
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Driving three year olds in my photo
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While the fly jays make a fellowship
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The smallest bitch on photo
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I said all the shit it bounce back like a pogo
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And we just want the sun turn into the moon
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Sit back and think the divas and the nice turn into joneses
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Started as a dream, that dream came true
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Send a message to my city, tell them we'll be home soon
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And we just want the sun turn into the moon
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Sit back and think the divas and the nice turn into joneses
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Started as a dream, that dream came true
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Send a message to my city, tell them we'll be home soon
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And I'm like, what we waiting around for?
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Found something to celebrate
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Now we on ground 4
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Ground floor was the past now the sky is the limit
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Penthouse and...in exhibit A
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A bunch of young motherfuckers living
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Now use the hustle to get it
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Use the parlor my minutes
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And hope some one of my exes
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Telling me she on the business
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And heard about my situation
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Now here the check for a million
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This is reality and charity don't go to saints
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But clarity comes...it's marijuana is penance
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And absentee said dope my high school intents
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I just wasn't fond of the tension
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When all I had was resentment
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I started out as a freshman and graduated a H man
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I work my way up the gym
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I rock my way up the top
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And those who hating on me
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Was just sad waiting my scrotum
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Life is a poker game
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I got the hand now I ain't folding
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Now can I just touch my future
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With my hand now, that's your golden
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One day I'll be too fly
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Driving three year olds in my photo
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While the fly jays make a fellowship
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The smallest bitch on photo
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I said all the shit it bounce back like a pogo
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And we just want the sun turn into the moon
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Sit back and think the divas and the nice turn into joneses
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Started as a dream, that dream came true
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Send a message to my city, tell them we'll be home soon
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And we just want the sun turn into the moon
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Sit back and think the divas and the nice turn into joneses
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Started as a dream, that dream came true
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Send a message to my city, tell them we'll be home soon
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Home Soon
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| Machine Gun Kelly |
