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Archives on the vhs Of my dargs at like 3am In past times we ain't seen paycheques But we was deeping this shit way less Now I'm feeling to reach apex I find that I replace sleep with stress It's my life and I been playing chess It's prime time now gotta leave fake friends On my Journey, I'm on up on the move And shawty might call when she up off the juice Oh well I'm working on me, you should work on yourself Remembered my face but there somebody else Now I'm out of the picture, rewrite the scripture We didn't gel I feel like I been there and seen it through hell I swear that I mean it I'm done with these girls I swear that I mean it I'm done with these girls I swear that I mean it I'm done with these girls I swear that I mean it I'm done with these girls I feel like I been there and seen it through hell I swear that I mean it I'm done with these girls But we was deeping this shit way less It's prime time now gotta leave fake friends But we was deeping this shit way less It's prime time now gotta leave fake friends You walk into the club half 10 11 o'clock, and it's sort of mellow The beats there, the buz is there And then the DJ takes you And he'll have you right in The palm of his hand with the sounds that he's playing And he'll mix them for me. I mean, I've always liked dancing He'll take you on a rhythm So your feet are going that way And then he brings something else in so your hips Are going that way and Then the arms come in and for some reason It just all comes together It just all comes together It just all comes together with the sounds that he's playing Archives on the vhs Archives on the vhs Archives on the vhs It just all comes together It just all comes together It just all comes together With the sounds that he's playing It just all comes together For some reasons It just all comes together It just all comes together It just all comes together with the sounds that he's playing
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