Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
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I know you don't love me,
and there may be someone else.
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And as I sit alone here at home,
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knowing what I should do,
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I find I can't stay away from you.
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I can't stay away from you.
You know I can't stay away, baby.
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No, I can't stay away from you.
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It's part two, though. Y 'all ready?
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And I live in my groove
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And I can't stay away from you
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Uh, uh, hittin' the stove,
whippin' that hoe
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It was a brick and the windows were cold
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Till I did this and the temperature rose
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I'ma do this till I'm fifty years old
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But I've been winnin'
since twenty years old
I'm tryna tell her I'm really in him
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I ain't that nigga you think that you know
I got a clip with unlimited flows
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Even a dealer won't get me to fold
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All of you spitters are
gettin' exposed
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Whenever I get into lyrical mode
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I should've did this and sent it to Hov
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Sent it to Kendrick or sent it to Cole
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Sent it to Drizzy and went OVO
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The rest of these niggas,
I'm hearing the trolls
You know how I'm on it, hard to ignore it
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I've been performing
and it really shows
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Know what I mean when I say I perform
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Cause I ain't been touring
and hitting the road
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I'm in the foreign, she think I'm in gold
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I'm a New Yorker, I'm swift with my toes
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I put them broads in the liberty pose
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They come to God,
but I'm picking our road, whoa
I'm too great to ever stay away
Shaking bacon like an 808
So the neighbors gotta stay awake the GPS,
know, I've been around
and you haters better make a way
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I don't expect for you to get it. Now.
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You'll get it later like it's layaway later
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B
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Don't hand him a mic,
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he might turn Hannibal black
Then my hands always ran in the fight,
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Handsome as ever, my leather pen always
Jeff Hamilton nice
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I want more cheese,
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niggas think I'm in a pizza shop
And I'm demanding a slice
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Homie ain't run for no team,
but when this shit crack
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And I know homie ran for his life,
uh, uh
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Kitchens and pots, I had the cane
and like fifth in my spot
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I know some painters
will come to your crib
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And put your blood on every picture you got
I got a stomach, you remember Pac
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Jump in the crowd if you with me or not
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I'ma look richer whenever you see me
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I'm looking for niggas,
they not in these spots
Niggas is not on these cabs,
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they probably outside
tied up with the bouncers
I'm just with my accountant
that shit right out of Fountain
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Blame it at Heathrow,
going off that East Coast
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I feel like I'm about to
jump off a mountain
Pulled up with Ryder, I don't got a writer
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Just trying to keep my name
up off them indictments
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Free YSL,
I done spent so much on Saint Laurent
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I need free YSL, we high as hell
Method and Reggie, if we kill a witness,
nobody can tell
Talkin' to Doc, that was my cousin
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They killed him on Easter,
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my spirit in shock
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I'm from the trenches,
had holes in my socks
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This life is a dick,
I don't know when to stop
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We know how they plot, bro
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Can't stay away from you
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No No, I can't stay away from you
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B
No Oh, I know you're no good
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And I'd leave if I could
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Yet I can't stay away from you
Outro 1
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Wie hat dir der Song gefallen?
TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteEbm Abm B Bbm
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