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IDK, Joey Bada$$
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Uh, okay, let's take it back, the words I cannot take back
I'd rather do this right, don't make a left where all the fakes at
Not having you tonight can make it hard to sleep, honestly
The thought of thinking a life without you made me smear the ink
See 3D, 'cause everything is pretty clear to me
Worrying about money over love's the only fear to me
As I recline the seat in the G, not a Jeep, while I flee
Got me jumping to a direction where it's just you and me
Yes, it's getting easy, but it ain't the same
Feel like I'm insane, trying to keep it sane
On my way to you, when I got the drive
But still I gotta squeeze in another lane
I should not procrastinate
But still I, still I
I should not procrastinate
But still I, still I-I-I-I-I-I
All that shit you talk is so basic
Everything you know that hurts, you gon say it
Anything to bring the guilt
The only thing I hear is "da-da-da-da-dah"
Someone said they know what you know
And you take everything that they grow, oh no, ah
You should have kept it on the low-low, ah
Yes, it's getting easy, but it ain't the same
Feel like I'm insane, trying to keep it sane
On my way to you, when I got the drive
But still I try a squeeze in another lane
I should not procrastinate, but still I, still I
I should not procrastinate
But still I, still I-I-I-I-I-I (badmon, uh, ayo)
VIP escorts through airports, I be looking rugged
Black shades matching with the Louis luggage
Bumpin' Noreaga, feelin' super thuggish
Cascade jewelry drippin', Gucci link still hittin' when I tuck it
It's two extremes, you either hate it or you love it
No in between, I've been seeing green since I turned 17
I ain't the same lil' nigga, I'm on to bigger things
He think he fly but I got bigger wings
My money stretch like limousines
She give me neck like guillotines
Fly color, Blasian bloodline tracing to the Philippines
Show her some things she ain't never seen
Open your eyes, we're living a dream
I know you see me on your TV screen and in the magazine mama
My haters mad it's me and not them, nah'mean?
They're losing sleep while they're watching me (yeah)
Yes, it's getting easy, but it ain't the same
Still I go insane, trying to keep it sane
On my way to you, when I got the drive
But still I gotta squeeze in another lane
I should not procrastinate (yeah), but still I, still I
I should not procrastinate (yeah)
But still I, still I-I-I-I-I-I
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