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I know my price been goin' up, I think that I'm worth it I know this life is what I want, I think that I deserve it While you party with your friends, I'm home probably workin' I boss my bitch and glowed up, call me Kyrie Irving I bought more gold for my chain, when I walk in the club bet that shit would go ding-a-ling I heard you callin my phone but I hit ignore cause I hate when it rang, rang, rang I hate that I'm breaking the silence, I like to practice in private I was just gone for 3 months and came back from the east to watch you go and get all excited Don't even like it, not even worth it Calm like a preacher, please don't be nervous Used to sell tickets to play, play, play, now I get paid the same day, day, day I get what I want, I ask she like yeah, I'm staying lowkey, but she know who I am I go and hit clubs just to chill with my fans, bring girls for the table, the bottles on hand I know price been goin' up, I think that I'm worth it I know this life is what I want, I think that I deserve it While you party with your friends, I'm home probly workin' I boss my bitch and glowed up, call me Kyrie Irving I know price been goin' up, I think that I'm worth it I know this life is what I want, I think that I deserve it While you party with your friends, I'm home probly workin' I boss my bitch and glowed up, call me Kyrie Irving But don't call me please I mean lose my number Yeah girl all three And shit, I'm at your friends and them titties nice but not for me And it's alphabet, it go A-B-C and then you get the uhh Shit, I won't rap forever, but I'm gon wrap my dick, everybody fuck with me I've been on my god shit, I should prolly play for ther Cavs If you're Curry with the shot, I'll Kyrie Irving that ass I got like 3 phones now, 3 phones, 3 phones But I only talk to myself so you can talk to them Is that you in the back? No I can't hear what you said I just made two racks rapping to a room full of people, you a two otta ten I know price been goin' up, I think that I'm worth it I know this life is what I want, I think that I deserve it While you party with your friends, I'm home probably workin' I boss my bitch and glowed up, call me Kyrie Irving
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