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Don't know why I feel so far away Demons on my heels hope they go away All I know is real, I don't know fake, OK We can do it my way, your way OK Now I'm rocking Dolce And you know my chain is full of OShea Sipping on mimosas not that OJ Get it if you want it I'm not gonna wait All I want to do is get more play Remember when I was working for the low wage Getting higher money at a low age Fuck around and beat you at your own game Never been a motherfucking no-name Now I'm blowing up like propane Everywhere we go they know your name How they sending for me but got no aim Okay, yeah I got all this I don't want to feel shit pop another champagne I just want a real bitch, I'm just tired of playing games When I hit the kill switch they gon' feel the damn [?] Imma get a million Need Christina Milian Bitch I'm [?] Can't nobody stear me wrong Songtexte Can't nobody make me sorry Ain't nobody make me Rory All I did was write the story They did all the talking for me Might as well be a motherfucking informant I don't talk to people they might try to record it Niggas run they mouth like "Oh, this is just a warning" I'm just lucky I'm the one that they don't... Don't know why I feel so far away Demons on my heels hope they go away All I know is real, I don't know fake, OK We can do it my way, your way OK Now I'm rocking Dolce And you know my chain is full of OShea Sipping on mimosas not that OJ Get it if you want it I'm not gonna wait All I want to do is get more play Remember when I was working for the low wage Getting higher money at a low age Fuck around and beat you at your own game Aus Songtexte Mania