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Poor Boy
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If you could, why you lie?
But your prize let's us hit 'em with it
Where they are, what ya do
It's a deal, can't get out of it
I was throwing out the pens and paper
I keep running on the "Smell you later"
I'm a poor boy from the good tree
What does Los Angeles want with me?
Sitting at a desk, that's sweet
Not tryna be forgotten
Argh!
Argh!
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Me and my ego sitting in a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
Nothing new but I'll do it every week
I'm a rockstar, prob not though
Sock 'em, I'm kinda some Chicago
Shitty business at the rock show
Looking good bro
Where's your head though?
I'm not gonna lie
But it kinda looks a little bit special
When I try to think
I can smell a thousand rhymes combing through the thick of it
Something's gonna start to stink
(Ah-ah)
I'm a poor boy from the good tree
What does Los Angeles want with me?
Sitting at my desk, that's sweet
Not tryna be forgotten
I don't care what you've heard
Industry's a dirty word
Sing it loud, sing a little louder
Sitting on the fence, that's sweet
Not tryna be forgotten
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I'm a poor boy from the good tree
What does Los Angeles want with me?
Sitting at my desk, that's sweet
Not tryna be forgotten
I don't care what you've heard
Industry's a dirty word
Sing it loud, sing a little louder
Sitting on the fence, that's sweet
Not tryna be forgotten
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If you could, why you lie?
But your prize let's us hit 'em with it
Where they are, what ya do
It's a deal, can't get out of it
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