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Yuh, yuh, uh Yuh, uh Yuh, yuh, uh Woke up with a gift, woke up with a feeling Like how you talk, got me gleaming Like I've been looking round for different ways Thinking bout you, looking for you for days We gotta move, gotta do some I've been freaking out, are you hearing me? We gotta move, gotta get out It's some pressure, I can feel it on me Don't wanna blank out, I wanna be warm I don't want y'all helping me, I'd rather be sore They doing the most, I wanna put it in myself Like watch 'em drop off when you doing it well Don't wanna blank out, I wanna be warm Don't wanna blank out, I just wanna be warm Don't wanna blank out, like are you hearing me? Don't wanna blank out, like are you hearing me? Ooh, these bitches have it in for me They tip toe around while I embraced the infamy And the politics and game it don't mean shit to me 'Cause a loss for them it don't equal no win for me All these hands reaching out To an empty plate All these fans freaking out 'Cause a bitch awake And we never had no problems When I went away But since I made time for myself These bitches feel a way Feel a way then bitch that wont save shit I move different now while y'all still on the same shit I touch 20 bands without making no plane trips Fuck i look like tryna argue with a lame bitch Book a show for like a zip, you hoes get dime bags You been grinding for some years, look how the time pass Go keep at it bitch, you'll never get where i'm at Bitch, I'm riding dick, you pussies only ride fads Go get up and learn some, read a book, read the bible I know deep down inside a dirty bitch your idol The devil keeps on creeping on me when i'm idle This the year that I done seen some homegirls turn to rivals
Writer(s): Thomas Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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