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Hey oh oh oh oh oh oh
John Thomas in this bitch
Yeah yeah
Nah nah no ouu oh
Hop off a jet at a quarter past 10
This is that shit you just can't understand
This all happened just according to plan
Jet lagged, but I feel like the man
Hotel rooms I'm faded
Late nights in Vegas
Nigga we made it
4am we record in the suite
Zack and Cody not going to sleep
Lotta pressure like I'm high in the sky
Hop in the booth cuz it give me relief
From these women that were causing me grief
Toss and turn when I lay in my sheets
Oh oh
Been feeling it creep
Yeah oh
Ain't been feeling like me
Oh oh oh
Been tryna get back to me but these people just won't leave me alone
Oh oh no no
They tryna get ahold of me, but I ain't picking up my phone
Why the hell you always gotta beef with me when I'm in my zone
And why the fuck you always beefin when you know I'm barely in my home
Cuz I'm barely home
Ouu ohhh yeah no no
Yeah no no
Yeah no no no no
Ah Ah ah Ah Ah Ah
Ah Ah ah Ah Ah Ah
Ah Ah ah Ah Ah Ah
Ah Ah ah Ah Ah Ah
Ain't the first time, hurt mind, fuckin up my conscious
No time, no time, ain't got time to sober up
I'm picking up just to get down
I can see y'all not makin a sound
I been faded but what I been seein lately got me turnin my ass around
But whoa
I know
When they be talkin they act like they know
And it's gold
The way they cold
But I won't hold on to what goes
And I keep in mind the money helps it don't lie
I don't deny when it come to roads I'm gon ride
Stepped up to show who talked before just might go home
This episode won't end until I know
Did me to show who talked before just might go