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I'm in Temple Bar trying to find you
I put so much gargle on my rider
Now I'm in the green room
Nearly throwing up
Tryna speed up, dropping music
Ain't no slowin' up
You're my only vice, yeah
Did it once, did it twice, I'ma do it thrice, yeah
Yeah I pull up Brown Thomas, go cop what you like
How you feel so wrong, but feel so right, yeah
Baby girl, I swear to God, I need to see you tonight, yeah
I can't wait no longer
I'm tryna make more music, and I'm tryna prosper
Man I fluked in school, I left my books up in my locker
Yeah, I'm sorry for all the stress that I caused my father
It worked out though
I put the work in, but I don't work out hoe
I'm at the top of the hill, so I'm fucking shouting
And I will not sign a deal, cause this money amounting
I was drinking straight up out the fountain
I was climbing up this fucking mountain
I was looking at my comments, seen them clowning
Now I got motion like the ocean, and I'm fucking drowning
I look up in my heart, I need another day
I look up in my brain, I got so much to say
Didn't wanna follow crowds, I need another way
I promise you can do it too, go out there and get paid
I'm in Temple Bar trying to find you
I put so much gargle on my rider
Now I'm in the green room
Nearly throwing up
Tryna speed up, dropping music
Ain't no slowin' up