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Aaron Sherbakov
Aaron Sherbakov
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Lyrics

I was your Peter Parker (Yeah) You were my Mary Jane (Okay) But now I'm MIA Bitch I'm rolling paper planes (Let's Go) Been a star ain't chasing fame Won't switch up ain't changing lanes Kicking ass and taking names They bitch made they just saving face When I put this mask on I go beast mode I make this shit look too easy like a cheat code They say I'm rude but baby I'm just east coast Sick of all the doubt and the stress you could keep those Said I play too much (I do) And I don't say enough (I don't) That's cuz I'm in a rush (I am) One life gotta live it up (I will) She think Imma save the day Like Spiderman came out to play (No way) And yeah they love to hate Like Daily Bugle on front page I just swooped in on the block Not talking doctor, I seen the ock Told me that I just missed my ops They scared when I be on the clock Double life it's hard to balance Hard work always beats some talent I reign supreme up in the palace Always up to face the challenge I was your Peter Parker (Yeah) You were my Mary Jane (Okay) But now I'm MIA Bitch I'm rolling paper planes (Let's Go) Been a star ain't chasing fame Won't switch up ain't changing lanes Kicking ass and taking names They bitch made they just saving face When I put this mask on I go beast mode I make this shit look too easy like a cheat code They say I'm rude but baby I'm just east coast Sick of all the doubt and the stress you could keep those Cuz I was Clark Kent You were Lois Lane Tell me all your problems Imma make 'em go away You drive me crazy baby You make me go insane It's like I'd walk around the world for you with no complaints If you think it's so easy being me Why don't you walk a mile in my shoes Cuz if you did then you would probably leave I would as well even if I was you Cuz you gave me no reason to believe That you really loved me and I loved you more than enough I bet if you saw the money I'm making Then you probably wouldn't ignore me as much I guess I had that coming I got bad judgement This shit hurts me because I know that we have something I didn't even feel the crash coming It was that sudden I say I'm fine trust baby you don't know the half of it I was your Peter Parker (Yeah) You were my Mary Jane (Okay) But now I'm MIA Bitch I'm rolling paper planes (Let's Go) Been a star ain't chasing fame Won't switch up ain't changing lanes Kicking ass and taking names They bitch made they just saving face When I put this mask on I go beast mode I make this shit look too easy like a cheat code They say I'm rude but baby I'm just east coast Sick of all the doubt and the stress you could keep those
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