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Rap
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Cos I get a lot of joy from the frontseat
Backseat, shotgun, bitch I'm at the wheel
You need an education
Ah, ah situation
Ah, an explanation for the reason I'm on top
Bitch don't ask me why
Faggots feeling high
Cos I'm cool with gays like a bullet in the grave
Like I'm chop tune house shit sitting on a mixtape
Get it like a black dude, but I'm not racist
Give it like a whack dude, but I'm not complaining
No white boy is ever gonna make it
Not even a rapper
But baby I can fake it
Stumbling down those eloquent stairs
Get it like I'm real though
Dead ass stares
Baby, I'm that fake shit, this right here
Frontin' like I'm real, though, keep it here
Runnin with these faggots like take me to your leader
Baby can you blame me for being such a dreamer?
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