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    Heart, heart, heart of a lion, lion
    Heart departed from my soul
    Thanks to everyone who hates me, only makes me fit my role
    I got orange juice and doobies
    I'll be tourin' troops and groupies
    Chef fired, vampire, diamonds, diamonds, I got rupees
    I got pills in my smoothies
    Sbe, just some loonies
    Move like gang hit the scene with my trueies
    Money, money in my bank account
    You know I've gotta spend it all
    Flick the lighter's light
    If I die you'll never see me fall
    Fuck the police, till the, till the, till the curtain call
    Ball? No, basketball, new shoes, bank calls
    Mix it with some alcohol, adderalls, till I fall
    Not supposed to make it so we chase it till we got 'em all
    Made it, did it, out of zero
    Flipped it, got it, made a hero
    Fuck the game, I've been a year old
    Faster than you like de niro
    If you don't like me, get the fuck out my face
    I'm ridin' in a starship, get the fuck out my way

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    Composition: Yung Lean, Yung Gud, and Ludwig Tomas Walther Rosenberg

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