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

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

[Verse 2:
And five minutes suicide, I biked it to the park
I walked onto the block, met a guy, 'Preme snap-back
Hurling himself and cars, and flirting with blonde
All was great, all was great, Frankie had the in fact
Bunch of pale girls, pretty, but they booty flat
Teenage males, tell, I was going through
And had a wallet full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer black
Parked in front the Bastard's recorded at
Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco,
Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and
Bet I'm several but I had to bring that pattern back
We live inside a house that says 'em on the welcome mat
Deep inside the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's daughter
Where I'm at? Now where we at? Wolf Gang, we at?

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Swell motions get promotions, to my team
yeah I smoke weed cause I like to go green
Professor educates n*ggas, let me proceed
Shine chandelier bright mike, if nose bleeds
We at Randy's ordering 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
we at? We on top of the world

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

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

[Verse 5:
Down to f*cking Earth, huh, to f*cking Earth, huh
F*ck everybody, goes some extra girth Sir
You critics are making my nerves hurt
Since I'm saying f*ck everybody I guess I'm a f*cking pervert
My is a book and I'm a f*cking crook
Stealing phones to home but the line is off the hook
My mom paid the bill, guess I can't pay it either
I ain't signed a f*cking deal yet but I do
Clancy and are to take a percentages that
pay the whole city's f*cking mortgage
Hopefully I make a lot porn from touring in f*cking
From playing piano and hopefully I can pay the bill
Shit is getting real, people to feel
Like I'm changing, but their complaining making big f*cking
About some shit, b*tch and pout (Can we get backstage man?)
No, faggot, it's out (Come on why you holding out
I though we was boys, without me, you wouldn't be Tyler the
from the Derby, I can tell whenever you perform
A can't change it's spots) But I'm a f*cking unicorn
(Whatever man) Look, you can't me, I'm going full monty
F*ck that, I'm Hitler, a f*cking Nazi
Gi-di-dang you be roaming where the fox be
And I be where, cares
I try to preach "F*ck age, live dreams, and fun"
(Here's give a f*ck, cake) Oh, maybe I should have some
(Asshole, have none) How can I wake up on the side
Of the bed, when I don't even f*cking one?
When I'm on stage I feel important
A whole f*cking of children that's taking Ritalin
Because the teacher said that the wasn't feeling him
You gotta be f*cking me
At school I was a zero, now I'm boy's hero
And fear it when they hear it when that little f*cker's reciting my lyrics
Yeah rebel n*gga cheer it, dead parents
It's smelling like teen spirit.. okay, f*ck it, Elvis has the building