Any time, any place
I don't know how, but I will find a way, yeah
Get to the bag yeah set it off
Fake friends dead 'em off, dead 'em off, dead 'em off
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Anyways, I grew up in a place they don't smile in your face
And it rains like every day, rat race
Running to the racks, it's a game that we play
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
Pick up a three-five every time I feel low
Feel low, no, no, no, no, no, no
Sometimes it feels like the fake love is all we know
We know, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I been feelin' out of touch
They be doin' way too much (Way too much)
Oh, here we go again, no
Lately I just give it up
If it don't fill up my cup, yeah, yeah, yeah
Any time, any place
I don't know how, but I will find a way, yeah
Get to the bag yeah set it off
Fake friends dead 'em off, dead 'em off, dead 'em off
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Anyways, I grew up in a place they don't smile in your face
And it rains like every day, rat race
Running to the racks, it's a game that we play
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
Pick up a three-five every time I feel low
Feel low, no, no, no, no, no, no
Sometimes it feels like the fake love is all we know
We know, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I been feelin' out of touch
They be doin' way too much (Way too much)
Oh, here we go again, no
Lately I just give it up
If it don't fill up my cup, yeah, yeah, yeah
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