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WALKERRR
WALKERRR
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BIANCA BUCCERI
BIANCA BUCCERI
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I know I'm young but I got to get my paper I know you mad yeah, you jealous, you a hater I been on my own for a long time Do I got to let you in on my mind Yeah, So what I got to do Locked up in this city everyday I see nothing new Yeah, so what you going to say Why you ask these questions feel like I could never catch a break Yeah, so what you going to do Now you're in my city thinking how I'm a get to you Yeah, so what you going to say Calling my phone hearing only my voice message play Trying to take my place there ain't no guarantee nah ah ah You been pulling all these strings trying to get you far ah ah Always want a different way to make it my fault This the type of shit I try to run away from I know I'm young but I got to get my paper I know you mad yeah, you jealous, you a hater I been on my own for a long time Do I got to let you in on my mind So what you going to do Locked up in this city everyday I see nothing new Yeah So what you going to say Calling my phone hearing only my voice message play I know I'm young but I got to get my paper I know you mad yeah, you jealous, you a hater I been on my own for a long time Do I got to let you in on my mind Trying to take my place there ain't no guarantee nah ah ah You been pulling all these strings trying to get you far ah ah Always want a different way to make it my fault This the type of shit I try to run away from Tryna take my place there ain't no guarantee nah ah ah You been pulling all these strings trying to get you far ah ah Always want a different way to make it my fault This the type of shit I try to run away from
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