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Cyrus - Tesla (Official Audio)
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Cyrus
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Cyrus
Cyrus
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I got rich off of me, you got rich off of me That's the only thing we ever had in common, it seems A lot of talk about teams, for someone that never plays Tell me, why you even show up to the games Anyways might buy a Tesla this week, can't even charge at the crib Plus, I got no where to go, but, dawg, it is what it is And you are not who you say, who you're describing is me And, well, if that is the case, then put my laundry away I got some shit on my plate, you got a crib with no plates I got no hate in my heart, but you're so easy to hate The way you drive your points home, but only drive figure 8's Tells me you ain't going places, just something in the way And nowadays it seems that I only create when it's fun And lately that shit isn't often, but, today I'm in love But, by the time tomorrow comes, I could retire again You never know 'cause I'm an addict and this shit is a drug Been chasing highs, but never follow anyone but myself 'Cause if this ship is gonna sink I want my name on the boat A lot of people lack hope 'cause of the cards they were dealt 'Cause every hand is all-in when you ain't getting handouts I mean, I get it, trust me, I've been down and out for like ever But, I just turned a couple a thou 'to generational wealth I guess I like to bet on me, I'm prone to doubling down Because I know the fucking feeling when they single you out And I have always faced the odds, but, never tried to get even Because when I see my reflection I just can't find a reason Because I look so fucking good, I might be a genius 'Cause every single thing I touch becomes a god-damn achievement A walking leaderboard it seems, only one on my team Done with playing mind games and compromising on me There won't be no substitutions, you don't like it, don't eat You should be grateful that I even put your butt in that seat I guess I'm tired of giving fucks, but, look, believe me, I tried And I've always found the truth to feel way better than lies But, despite my best efforts, people choose to deceive Because the thought of being them is like you're pulling out teeth I mean, I guess if you don't like you, well, shit, why should I? And if you won't say it in person, why'd you say it online? Sounds like you might be the problem, not the people you hate You want to cancel everybody after just one mistake It's really easy to be right when you don't do anything And spend like every waking moment not pursuing your dreams You give advice when you should be the one that's in therapy That's why the best advice is no advice when that shit is free And I just couldn't work for people, that's why I work for me Put my song collection profits straight into GME And I won't tell you what I made, just know them taxes ain't cheap So, by this time next year, I'll probably be overseas, yeah
Writer(s): Cyrus Christian Hutchings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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