Lyrics:
dumb
You've got a million fans
Could have anyone
But I really really like you
But no hurry no worries
And no pressure
I shot my shot I hope I didn't
live to be the villain? Or be obscured by an ominous melody?
I grew up to be a pylon
No-one wants to be my friend
but I lovethe...electricity!
Is it
Like tag you not it
Cool as a fan but I'm hot shit
I'm the hot topic
Nigga you not it
Like tag you not it
Dressed to the nines
With no designs
Smelling
ou and me surrounded by cigarettes
I've never left the blanket even knowing
It's not cold outside
Wasn't a fan of horror movies, but I could watch
ah, ah, ah, in my car though
I just met a fan saying she like me, she want me to be her man though
Normally I pass her by, but this time
She just
One night we lay beside each other
So close to a sweat
With two fans circling overhead
We sleep on borrowed time
And the traffic lights direct
gone tackle em
That nigga ain’t who he tryna be he a character
I leave a opp nigga ceased we gone parish em
I’m by myself you won’t catch me no where wit
take your last deep breath
Rappers got no arms like a motherfuckin' ski mask
I'm a lion that'll eat flesh
You a clown on the mic, Ryan Seacrest
Guess
insecure
But I don't feel insecure completely
I'm just amazed by them
And I feel like I'm dead
Other than these three
I found a Loona fan girl, spicy Libra
brow
We fear the past repeating
We stand protected by no one
In the long run.
Battered out with windy sails
Gluttons for a fairy tale
We yearn so
hand on my pickel
The nigga started steamin' but I'm cool as a fan
He wanna throw 'em up but I got a gat in my pants
I'm throwed off nigga, missin'
weird now
Honey, I'm your biggest fan
Might be crazy to think we're like one
No distractions, you make me feel numb
I guess it's a part of my brain
the land?
Damn, man, this bitch is a Stan
Muah, muah, the generous queen will kiss a fan
Ass goodbye, I'ma be riding by
I'ma tell my nigga Biggz, yeah
ten short of a century
NO tryin' to be friendly
Who's applying their better D
Lupe Fiasco
For Chicago, comin off of the end is a beast
Far as I know,
of playing Optimistic like I'm in a Thom Yorke's band
You lost your mystique and leaked the 4chan for ya 4 fans
Your aura gone, no Portland (actions)
As I
you can point your fuckin' fingers
To say that's the bad guy
I'm tryna hit the road by tomorrow
I told the plug I need them things that can swim in
them
Three thirsty gulps
They swallowed my shit
And I want you to tell me
How it tastes on your lips
Two albums now
Released by me
No question I will not
'm always there
When it hits the fan
I've been hit by the domino effect
I've been hit but it's not over yet
I've been hit by the domino effect
One more
We're in a haze
Tell a story with no ending
I'll paraphrase
Thought by now we'd be Transcending
I salivate
The passageway, a ring of fire
Alleviate
I'm tryna have that kind of night
I left from Wayne's too early
I'ma be back later on Friday night
I'ma get that money by Friday night
Paycheck came
fans but
I don't got no friends
I been up in my bag by myself on my shit, uh
If I'm lovin' on that hoe
I put racks in on my bitch
I count my money up
got money to do it
Take your bitch home then I'm all up in that pussy
Old school pimpin' she ain't fuckin' with no rookie
Juicy J be cooler than a fan
about what I should do
I made a sharp left turn
And there was my crew lookin' for a Def Jam in order to rock
Because it's gonna hit the fan at 12:00
blame me
(Cannot blame me)
And I'm searching for something that humans can't readily find
It stay on my mind you do not stay on my mind
No human
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