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My heart is telling me to be different
its about time for me to move on
swallow everything, that i learned
i'm at a point of no return
no return no return no return no return
no return no return no return
I'm at a point of no return.

Man, it feels like these walls are closin' in
This roof is cavin' in
Uh, it's time to raise it, then
Your tasin' them with like pages in
My book of rhymes got 'em cookin'
Boy, this crooked mind of mine got 'em all shook
And scared to look in my eyes
I stole that fuckin' clock, I took the time and I
Came up from behind and pretty much snuck up
And butt fucked this game up
Better be careful when you bring my name up
Fuck this fame, that ain't what
I came to claim but the game ain't
Gonna be the same on the day that I leave it
But I swear one way or another
I'ma make these fuckin' haters believe that
I swear to God, won't spare the rod
I'm a man of my word so your fuckin' heads better nod
Or I'ma fuck around in this bitch and roast everybody
Sleep on me, that pillow is where your head'll lie
Permanently, bitch, it's beddy bye
This world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die
My head is swollen, my confidence is up
This stage is my pedestal, I'm unstoppable, incredible
Hope you're trapped in my medicine ball
I could run circles around you so fast
Your fuckin' head'll spin, dog
I split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives, I'll fuckin'

My heart is telling me to be different
its about time for me to move on
swallow everything, that i learned
i'm at a point of no return
no return no return no return no return
no return no return no return
i'm at a point of no return.

One thing bout music when it hits you feel no pain
and i swear i got this shit that makes these bitches go insane
so they tell me that they love me i know better than that it's just game
it's just what comes from fame
and i'm ready for that i'm just saying
i really can't complain, everything is kosher
two thumbs up, ebert and roeper
i really can't see the end getting any closer
but i'll probably still be the man when everything is over
so i'm riding through the city with my high beams on
can you see me can you see me get your visine on
y'all just do not fit the picture
turn your wide screen on
if you thinking i'm gonna quit before i die dream on
man they treat me like a legend
am i really this cold
i'm really too young to be feeling this old
it's about time you admit it who you kidding man
nobody's ever done it like i did it

my heart is telling me to be different
its about time for me to move on
swallow everything, that i learned
i'm at a point of no return
no return no return no return no return
no return no return no return
i'm at a point of no return.

I'm hot motherfucker, get a plate bitch
don't say shit, get your face lift
rozay bitch let the champagne drip
niggas swag jack, but this l.a. shit
get it back, give it back ain't 'bout shit
snap back them ain't even rare where the tag a what
wack ass all up in my ear bitch bag back
i bag bad bitches motherfucker kat stacks
yellow nigga, no cabs
got the phantom out, no mats
get your camera out uh, one flash
hot beams steady shot clap your ass
aw, t. raw i'm so uh
loc's on, chucks low, black beanie dog
patron top wash straight from the liquor store
i'm turned up i can't feel my face so

My heart is telling me to be different
its about time for me to move on
swallow everything, that i learned
i'm at a point of no return
no return no return no return
no return no return no return no return
i'm at a point of no return.

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