HOW COULD I LOSE?

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Uh huh
Yup
Yea, yea
Riddle me this
How could I lose? I'm fly as shit
(Yea)
Flyer than Flightposites
(Uh huh)
I was born '96
(Huh)
Fly since high school
I'm cool, I'm that dude
(Yea)
Lenciaga prom shoes
(Forreal)
Yea, wooh, wooh, wooh
Riddle me this
How could I lose? I'm fly as shit
(Yea)
Flyer than Flightposites, I was born '96
(Uh huh)
Fly since high school
I'm cool, I'm that dude
(That dude)
Lenciaga prom shoes
Hmm, my date was prom queen
You could call it good luck
(Uh huh)
Lyrical exercise, bitch I'm doing pushups
(I'm doing pushups)
Cloud 9 high, I'm doing kushups
Apron and a oven, you could call this shit the cookup
(Call this shit the cookup)
I need a shorty reminiscent of Sade, gifted
Different positions
Mental, it's wicked what I do on instrumentals
Complex, really make it look simple
Jacque Mage for a business meeting, I look presidential
Posted at McLaren races, you would need a stencil
Could barely sleep thinking bout the crazy shit I been through
Hmm, yea
(Thinking bout it)
Now I'm role model, gold bottles
I'm on 1,000
(I'm on 1,000)
Louis shorts, bad bitches, I'm on a island
(We on a island)
Jet skiing, jet skiing, it's not cloudy
(Jet skiing!)
Influential, innovative, underrated
Unnastand Me, I been plotting on a Ray Eames
(Uh huh)
And like them songs by a genius, it Ain't What it Seems
(It Ain't What it Seems)
Walter Van, you could pan and look at the seams
(Huh)
Dead homies, look out the window and think about em
(Damn)
Old flings, stare at the ceiling and think about em
(Damn)
Fought depression, I talk to God when I think about it
(Yea)
More paper, more problems
I'm being honest
All of a sudden the sun's gone, and now it's cloudy
(Damn)
I turned the art into therapy, now I'm painting life
(Forreal)
It wasn't luck
I did it twice and I did it right
(I did)
Might sell peace to a boxer, it's a bigger fight
(I did)
And for my piece of the pie, I'll need a bigger knife
(Yea)
Uh huh
Uh huh
Yea
And when we cut, it's like the sweetest taboo
And when we cut, it's like the sweetest taboo
Uh huh huh uh
(Forreal)
Yea
(I'm just tryna restore the feeling, God willing)
Uh huh
Yea
Securing deals, this is how it feel
Outhere tryna climb the ladder, if it's Lord's will
(Forreal)
Higher calling, having conversations with an angel
(Forreal)
Run up digits in Margiela, coulda sprained an ankle
(Skrt skrt)
Huh
Yea
How could I lose? I'm fly as shit

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