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Tyler we ah, I know it's short but I brought all your friends here
For reason I couldn't get a hold of Taco and Jasper
But, I brought all your friends to talk to you
Because, they're really worried you
I thought it would be if, they could talk to you

[Verse 1:
It was all a dream, I used to Complex magazines
I rhyme I'm tryna get pictures in High Times
Smoke trees and see my hanging in the sky line
bomb off the bed into a fine dime
In my I'm just tryna smoke the finest
And get high sticking bad heinas in
I'm the flyest when it come to this, fire when I to spit
I am getting higher the lighter comes in front of this
I'm a yeah, yeah, yeah you get the picture now
30 thousand feet make it hard for me to simmer down
Another flight, beat, another city, wow
Thus another couple b*tches when I kick 'em out
Where we at? We on top of the

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And five minutes from suicide, I biked it to the
I walked onto the block, met a guy, 'Preme snap-back
Hurling himself and cars, and with blonde Cadillacs
All was great, all was great, Frankie had the in fact
Bunch of pale girls, pretty, but they booty flat
males, couldn't tell, I was going through
And had a wallet full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost
Parked in front the studio recorded at
Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco,
Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and
Bet I'm missing several but I had to bring that pattern
We live inside a that says f*ck 'em on the welcome mat
Deep inside the ear canals of Bill daughter that's
Where I'm at? Now where we at? Wolf Gang, we at?

[Verse 3:
Swell get promotions, to my whole team
Hell yeah I smoke cause I like to go green
Professor Beats educates n*ggas, let me
Shine bright mike, if your nose bleeds
We at ordering that 306
Milk and glaze is the greed mix me
Your b*tch is along, yeah she hum to my song
Singing like they were for her, but were for the blur
No longer, but we working, premature,
She's unsure, I'm for sure, blouse and dress and my
On the then pick it up, out the door, door
Chased an friend, a reverie absorption
Impregnate the 'til it has an abortion
Where we at? We on top of the

[Verse 4:
Everything say I'd never have, I'm seeing
Now, I bet see that we balling like All-Star Weekend
Always been the most cool, they chase our
They say life pace when you got shit made
So I'm just get paid, don't you remember the days
When your dreams were the only thing kept you sane
And too often they think they could stop me
Now every we makin' half a Maserati
And the only blocking me is paparazzi
Now it's gold Rolex's if try to clock me
Everything stays in the box like in hockey
Miss me if you're we slack, work hard
I got the world saying single Friday is black
Took your b*tch, you ain't getting her back, she know
Where we at n*gga? We on top of the

[Interlude:
we at, n*ggas?
Where the f*ck we at, You n*ggas don't know me, huh
we at?

[Verse 5:
Down to f*cking Earth, huh, down to Earth, huh
F*ck everybody, here some extra girth Sir
You critics are making my nerves hurt
Since I'm saying f*ck everybody I guess that I'm a f*cking
My is a book and I'm a f*cking crook
Stealing phones to call home but the is off the hook
My mom ain't paid the bill, guess I can't pay it
I ain't signed a deal yet but when I do
Clancy and are to take a percentages that
Could pay the whole f*cking mortgage
Hopefully I a lot porn from touring in f*cking Oregon
From playing piano organs and I can pay the bill
Shit is getting real, people begin to
Like I'm changing, but their complaining making big deals
some shit, they b*tch and pout (Can we get backstage man?)
No, faggot, it's sold out (Come on why you out
I though we was boys, me, you wouldn't be Tyler the Creator
You're from the Derby, I can tell you perform
A leopard change it's spots) But I'm a f*cking unicorn
(Whatever man) Look, you stop me, I'm going full monty
F*ck that, I'm Hitler, everyone's a f*cking
Wolf Gi-di-dang you be roaming the fox be
And I be where, anybody
I try to preach "F*ck age, dreams, and have fun"
(Here's some give a f*ck, cake) Oh, maybe I should have
(Asshole, have none) How can I up on the wrong side
Of the bed, when I don't even f*cking one?
I'm on that stage I feel important
A whole f*cking of children that's taking Ritalin
Because the said that the therapist wasn't feeling him
You gotta be kidding me
At school I was a zero, now I'm every boy's
And they fear it they hear it when that little f*cker's reciting my lyrics
Yeah rebel n*gga it, dead parents everywhere
It's smelling teen spirit.. okay, f*ck it, Elvis has left the building