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The view of the hills is different from a window In Mid-City The loneliness in you is like a tempo You keep steady There's nothing you could ever try There's nothing you could ever have That would satisfy the hunger inside If you're afraid of who you are So many things I wish you'd see I see the way you look at me There's no one else you want to be When you are making love to me Baby, that's the T Baby, that's the T No, I want you but I can't afford to No, I'll make it but that s- ain't for you For the bands, baby, I'm a soldier I got fans so she can't leave so soon Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I go like, yeah, when the cash come 'Nuff being cool, I'ma have fun Summon my force by the bag, uh Might go to Met Gala with my main shawty And we dressed up like Daft Punk Hate you, we swervin' that Aston Martin, no Gina One of them bags with Adidas Spend a quick bag, new season New crib looking like Eden Do you love me or the beamer? Why you wanna run like Why you wanna run like cheetah? I'ma say it loud, arena Sit your ass down, you ain't leavin' You're always worrying about tomorrow I don't get it I can't decide if I should stay or go I'm sitting on your bed with my jacket on And you tell me There's nothing you could ever try There's nothing you could ever have That would satisfy the hunger inside If you're afraid of who you are So many things I wish you'd see I see the way you look at me There's no one else you want to be When you are making love to me Baby, that's the T Baby, that's the T