Ain't Your Romeo [Original]

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Walking down the street in my pyjamas late night drama (uh)
Had a tiff with my girl, Tiffany, she at her mama's (yeah)
Bound to break her heart, better than making a baby mama (yeah, uh)
Head is stiff, an epiphany, can't be tied down nah nah 

Nah nah, like, nah nah, whoa (whoa)
Bring the bass into this building blow the ceiling, go (go)
Yeah, whoa, you got me, whoa
Designer Gucci on my shoulders, 
Blue cheese with some Sauvignon (uh)
I'm just choosy, can't be out here dealing with them feelings no (nope)
I'm just like Vespucci, trynna make it to Amerigo 
Don't give a f*ck about you thots, your thoughts are in the radio (hah)
Nobody listens to that shit, 
Overhyped like iPhone Pro (aye)
Like bro?
Where them hoes? (aye)
It's time to get my chin up, get some head up in the fucking patio (yo)
Whiskey, rum or gin, whisk something in that cocktail baby whoa, (whoa)
Need some oxygen, a lotta smoke that entails with my foes (ooh)
Shit I spit is so fire that when I'm chugging straight outta
These bottles it's turning these champagnes into fucking molotovs 

Nah nah, like, nah nah, whoa (whoa)
Bring the bass into this building blow the ceiling, go (go)
Yeah, whoa, you got me, whoa
Designer Gucci on my shoulders, 
Ain't your fucking Romeo (hoo)

Drowning in my thoughts, I never know
How do I still keep going on?
Thousand miles away, I'm on my own
Bound to make a name on my own

Met a bitch she told me wanna leave 
What do you wanna do, baby tell me
She said, she wants, 
"VIKRAM to the PM on me" 

Made a banger, called it To The Stars, took a recess (recess)
Now I'm back at it, writing bars to Rhys's pieces (Reese's?)
Chuckle at the competition, killing connoisseurs
Life is a bitch, Imma make her topple her own premises (Toblerone?)

Body-ody-ody, I'm bodying this beat as 
I'm embodying Eminem and K.Dot in my heart again, 
I'm hardly trying
But I'm floating, causing heat as 
I'm flying to the Himalayan
Going to the top of the world bitch, 
Am I lying? (Did I lie?)

Nah nah, like, nah nah, whoa (whoa)
Bring the bass into this building blow the ceiling, go (go)
Yeah, whoa, you got me, whoa
Designer Gucci on my shoulders, 
Ain't your fucking Romeo

Drowning in my thoughts, I never know
How do I still keep going on
Thousand miles away, I'm on my own
Bound to make a name on my own (yeah)

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