Halfway Off The Balcony

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I am ready right now
 Uh huh
 I look up, I don't even...
 I think it's funny how it go down
 I don't even know no more
 Official shit
 I'm hangin' halfway off the balcony
 Overthinkin' 'cause my job is way more than a salary
 Everything around me gold like I just practiced alchemy
 I realized when it comes to girls
 That chemistry means way more than anatomy
 She mad at me, she been mad at me
 I'm the livin' proof that you don't need a master's just to be a masterpiece
 People passin' faster than I'm passin' weed
 My daddy tell me, "Stay strong, son and be the man you have to be
 Holdin' shit down, don't crash at sea"
 Brrrr Paper on my phone line
 It's on my phone like fax for me, that's facts to me
 But I don't want it if it can't change shit drastically, dramatically
 'Cause actually, I realized time's the most valuable, actually
 So I'ma call my favorite girl and she gon' bring that ass for me
 And as for me, I'ma text the room number right now
 So you ain't gotta hit the front desk and go ask for me
 Don't ask for me, don't ask for me
 Don't ask for me
 Lot of shit been goin' on, things goin' wrong
 So don't ask for me
 I'm hangin' halfway off the balcony
 Overthinkin' 'cause my job is way more than a salary
 Everything around me gold like I just practiced alchemy
 I realized when it comes to girls
 That chemistry means way more than anatomy
 She mad at me, she been mad at me
 She been mad, I've been on the go, on a roll
 On a roll more than a roller coaster
 They can't throw me off track or slow
 If I did, I got a long list of hoes on hoes
 I quote unquote say I told you so
 Heaven on earth, every night is paradise
 I pray I didn't die or overdose, never that
 I kept it a hundred, never change, not even for five 20s
 Still smokin' that 520 like it's 420
 On a quest for more money, more hungry
 Just got my fortune read, she said it's more comin'
 Yeah I got the force but never force nothin'
 Do it for the love, I'm Forrest Gumpin'
 In my city I'm Warren Buffett, I mean business, the shirt is tucked in
 The gun's tucked in, fuck it, I'm who not to fuck with
 Who the bad bitches gon' fuck with and lames just don't fuck with
 My stock's risin', I'm goin' public
 If I write it, it's gon' publish
 You're fuckin' with the best, no discussion
 So disgusting
 It's that 3 and a third shit
 Straight up
 I'm hangin' halfway off the balcony
 Overthinkin' 'cause my job is way more than a salary
 Everything around me gold like I just practiced alchemy
 I realized when it comes to girls
 That chemistry means way more than anatomy
 She mad at me, she been mad at me
 She been mad
 Yo, yo your mom callin' you
 Um, I'ma call her back
 You sure dawg? She keep callin'
 Yeah for sure, for sure, bruh, I'ma call her back
 

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Duration
03:50
Key
8
Tempo
125 BPM

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