Intro
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[Verse 1]
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I'm workin' on a world premiere
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And I could see the world from here
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They ask me where I'm going from here
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Shit, anywhere long as the runway is clear
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Shit, music business movin' too fast for me (God damn)
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Wishin' I still had Mac wit' me (Yes Lord!)
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How do you tell a nigga slow it down
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when you livin' just as fast as 'em?
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I couldn't understand when I seen 'em stretched out cold on the pavement
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Niggas catch T-K-O's on occasion
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Wishin' I could save 'em, what was I to say?
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I was doin' dates, dippin' in and out of state
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We was goin' in to get away
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Sick of feelin' so outta place
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Wishin' I could save ya, what was I to say?
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Wishin' I could save ya, but now it's too late
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Now, is this really what I wanted?
Is it really worth the pain?
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Now am I really an asshole? Fuck what you say
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Don't do me no favors, let's get back to basics
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We live for today, bitch, fuck up out my way, bitch
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I'm losin' all my aces, I'm runnin' outta patience
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Got some pretty faces knowin' what my name is
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Up in high places, I got some new neighbors
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They don't really say shit but when they see the spaceship
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They just think I rap or some form of entertainment
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But they don't know I'm black, young, gifted and amazin'
[Chorus]
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You know I had to close my eyes
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And if I have to free my mind
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I may not have the lane, movin' all along
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Knowin' that I can't do it on my own
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And if I got the pain feelin' comin' out
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Have to run away, think I'm goin' home
[Verse 2]
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Yeah, you know I'm workin' on a world premiere
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And I could see the world from here
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I know you somewhere in the atmosphere
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I know someday I'll meet you halfway there (Cheers)
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They say there's nothin' you can do about it
Can't say that I'm new to sorrow
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Wishin' I could take your problems
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Trade 'em for a little more time wit'chu
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Carry you out the bottom, the weight of the world, I got it
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Sprouted wit'chu on my shoulder, the greatest honor to know ya
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I'd gotta be honest wit'cha, I hate you ain't in the picture
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I hate all them fake niggas claimin' like they gon' really miss ya
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I know there's no one to blame and maybe the point that I'm missin'
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But I needed a minute, just give me a minute
[Chorus]
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You know I had to close my eyes
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And if I have to free my mind
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I may not have the lane, movin' all along
A#m7 D#m7
Knowin' that I can't do it on my own
G#m7
And if I got the pain feelin' comin' out
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Have to run away, think I'm goin' home
- 1. Chord Gitar Anderson .Paak - Cheers Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar C#)
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