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You know who I am, don't act like a fan
You could come, but you shall not come with no hands
Put the weight of the world on my shoulders, the moon in my hand
Having nightmares of jobs at the zen
Y'all just stick to the plan
Grab everything that you can, throw all the bags in the van
I cannot work to demand, I need that work on demand
I need that work on demand
My blood got no left
I dig out that trap
I fill up my cup, she said in too much
I tell her I ran that before
You said it enough, I'm calling your bluff
I just got a brand new live looking ass
Nose niggas sees to the front
Ten used to never even speak
Nines used to never wanna fuck
Hoes going pedals at my feet
Trapping down in my touch
Time get still smoke blunts
Up to when I feel too much

I'll be there to catch when the sky falls
Send you home
You know who I am, you know who I am
You know who I am, don't act like a fan
You could come, but you shall not come with no hands
Put the weight of the world on my shoulders, the moon in my hand

Every night, every night
On a cloud, you could see I feel my own
Never stand on the edge, we could try though
Heard a swag up, ground's on fire
That's my style

Oh, a place to call home
A place to call home
A place to call home
A place to call home

Let's take a chip off through the nights
I promise our demons alike
Go ahead hit the gas and take flight
And you'll know
I'll be there to catch when the sky falls

Every night, every night
On a cloud, you could see I feel my own
Never stand on the edge, we could try though
Heard a swag up, ground's on fire
That's my style

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