| I got the same perspective just a little different
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| Changed the bitch I’m feeling
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| I’m no longer on the Moon
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| I made my way back up to Venus
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| Where the atmosphere was fucked up
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| You left me to be friends but I ain’t trippin'
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| Interstellar, intergalactic, internal bleeding
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| Word of mouth and spread me out
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| Like cardinals and popes, and Jesus, Church
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| Tick tick, tick tick
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| I said they talking just to talk
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| I’m talking to myself
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| I’m talking like a nigga with a lack of simple mental health
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| Know the girl of my dreams is probably a weirdo like me
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| And if she decides she likes me then we finna do it like
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| So is it you? |
| Cause I done flown the Galaxy I’m in it
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| Know you beautiful and you ain’t worry about these other bitches,
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| and I’m staring out the window
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| Looking at the stars, I’m finna pull your card
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| So don’t you tell me that you love me if you don’t
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| So don’t you tell me that you love me if you don’t
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| So don’t you tell me that you love me if you don’t
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| On the way to the airport I can’t help thinking
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| That I don’t want to leave, tonight was perfect, let it sink in
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| You say 'make sure that you rested' I know shit can get wild
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| But I’m the shit now I got 6 jobs, shit I don’t get tired
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| I’m playing, a young fake rockstar in my mom’s car
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| Calling you while she’s inside the store
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| Fast forward on the road again
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| You counting down the days 'till I’m in Boston for a show again
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| Complaining about the snow again
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| Come join me on the west side
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| Big nigga getting big love no Bed-Stuy
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| Up in space it’s me and you, a couple brews
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| I’m still trying to see if they got free wifi on the moon (what's the password?)
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| And we can kick it
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| A new perspective
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| I make you smile
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| So don’t neglect it |