![]() Tryna tell me that it ain't part of my job descrip They get mad at me when the fans throw they bras and shit She like "oh you so worried about getting bras and shit"Ĭomin' to my shows just to hear applause and shit Used to know it all, now I'd rather just discover itĪnd I can't run away, don't know what to say or do anymore Lot of folks complain about the cards that you dealt meīut I'm still here shuffling the deck, yo what's come of it? I'd rather talk about my self esteem but that's selfish I'm making money when I go to sleep, is that wealthy? So there ain't a lot of time for me to help itĪnd I ain't slept in nearly 20 weeks, is that healthy? I said I got a lot of dreams and you got a lot of needs Hair just like Elvis, hands on her pelvis Oh that's the good route, shit that you dream 'bout Album's been bought out, girlfriend might put out - terrific
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