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Nothing gives me joy Like getting down on all fours with the boys Drinking poison, making noise And telling girls I'm self-employed Rolling back my eyes 'Till they turn to dollar signs Pass on and get revived Ask the guys, "yo what's the vibe?" Good god I thought I was a real one Phony right now and I'm always gonna be one Full LP stuck talking 'bout feelings But off the wax, act like I don't feel none Say "ok ok ok" I know she could give a fuck about my feelings But I'm just 'tryna get in where I fit in That's prone in the back of the Chevy Tahoe Uber XL manoeuvre through the Lincoln tunnel I had an inkling, slightly, that she didn't even like me That she wanted the Nike's and I'm kicking the stripeys Say "ok-ok-ok" I know she could give a fuck about my feelings But I'm just 'tryna get in where I fit in And I know that leaving towns a type of treason But I can't stick around, I got no reason I got no reason No reason I got no reason No fucking reason 99942 Apophis still somewhere out there She say he gon' come and get us Said I'm well aware Still complacent to the grave My headstone gonna say "R.I.P big L.U.K Ok-ok-ok-ok-ok-ok-ok-ok" I'm prone in the back of the Chevy Tahoe Uber XL manoeuvre through the Lincoln tunnel I had an inkling, slightly, that she didn't even like me That she wanted the Nike's and I'm kicking the stripeys Jesus Christ please Can't you treat me nicely "It's ok" that's what you said What you said just wasn't right baby I confess that I've been kinda on the fence God forbid I take a sec Just follow tongue and hold my breath I guess I lost myself Ok-ok-ok-ok-ok-ok Think that I lost myself Ok-ok-ok-ok-ok-ok