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Said I want good sex, no stress One boo, no ex, small crew Big checks, what's next? More checks, yeah (more checks) More sex, yeah (no stress) Said I want good sex, no stress One boo, no ex, small crew Big checks, what's next? More checks, yeah (more checks) More sex, yeah (no stress) Said "Hey, can you keep secret?" (Oh yeah) Sometimes I get nervous (what, why?) I want to be famous (oh right), but do I deserve it Like if you want something, you gotta go get it And people might try to stop you, but don't let 'em And haters gon' hate, but don't pay no attention 'Cause boy you got skills, don't you ever forget it Like damn (damn), that's nice that's nice That I got you by my side (my side) What you mean man I'm not by your side? (Your side) You need conscience, oh yeah, that's right Moved to a new city and I haven't seen my friends in a really long time And I might be losing my mind But between dreams and reality, there's a really, really thin line, alright Said I want good sex, no stress One boo, no ex, small crew Big checks, what's next? More checks, yeah (more checks) More sex, yeah (no stress) Said I want good sex, no stress One boo, no ex, small crew Big checks, what's next? More checks, yeah (more checks) More sex, yeah (no stress) The future is coming (the future is coming) And that can be spooky It don't got flying cars like in the movies Money and problems, and tour dates and groupies Then you got homies, that ain't really homies They just want your wallet or what's in your pocket Tad bit of clout so that they feel acknowledged Won't stick around after you finished popping Let's change the topic Big games got big problem Don't gotta change, still stay balling Wonder when I pop, we still keep talking When I'm in your town, still grab coffee, yeah I want my cake and I want eat it too I know I can't, baby, we know the rules Life is exhausting, who woulda knew? If I don't do this, then tell me what would I do? Said I want good sex, no stress One boo, no ex, small crew Big checks, what's next? More checks, yeah (more checks) More sex, yeah (no stress) Said I want good sex, no stress One boo, no ex, small crew Big checks, what's next? More checks, yeah (more checks) More sex, yeah (no stress) Here's how it goes, everyone wants you to blow So you make a song, then you add a link Then you get a show, but nobody shows That's when you think "Where are my friends? Are they my friends? Maybe they're foe's" You check the link that you posted and notice That everyone said that they clicked it, but actually didn't it's bogus If you're not going, then say you're not going Don't give me hope and play with my emotions I'm fighting the current, headed up stream But it seems I'm the only one rowing When you need me, I'm here, but then you disappear And I don't know if it's just me but that just don't seem fair, yeah Said I want good sex, no stress One boo, no ex, small crew Big checks, what's next? More checks, yeah (more checks) More sex, yeah (no stress) Said I want good sex, no stress One boo, no ex, small crew Big checks, what's next? More checks, yeah (more checks) More sex, yeah (no stress)
Writer(s): Arthur Dubin-ehrlich Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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