Hot-headed, hard to reason
I'm gonna take off to Arizona
I don't really fit in the sound-mai
Tupac style "All Eyes On me"
No fake silicon breasts
Melancholy, we know it
I'm hungry, I admit it
But I don't take a job to poison myself

Hot-headed, hard to reason
I'm gonna take off to Arizona
I don't really fit in the sound-mai
Tupac, like "All Eyes On me"
Cold heart like Svetlana
I take a ride on my bike
I fly, I'm in the valley
The world wants to swallow us

Ooh, I think about it more than anything
Lost time, even more than that

Misery was calling and mom, she hung up
My heart skips a beat when I think that I, I have Rick on my feet
Kipsta, I know they were laughing
The world, it swallowed me
Pride, I had to swallow
Somewhere, it's much more of a struggle
Success before who's there
Calm down, I don't want to fight you
Bad bitch answers "who's there?"
Calm down, I don't want a hug
Get lost, I don't want a hug
I'm leaving on my bike
Get lost, I don't want to fight you
Fuck you, you just want to stick to me

My heart, it has the effect of an elevator
I can't even come down anymore
Pain creates sensations
Pain creates sensations
Here I have a déjà-vu
I didn't forget it, I admit
But you know, I'm not used to it anymore
But you know we lead a hard life

Mom can't stop crying
And death, it's just passing by
Too many tears, we need to reason her
She wants to take off to Arizona
But me, I want to reassure her
In rap, we assure
And my phone, it keeps ringing
There's success calling me

Hot-headed, hard to reason
I'm gonna take off to Arizona
I don't really fit in the sound-mai
Tupac, like "All Eyes On me"
Cold heart like Svetlana
I take a ride on my bike
I fly, I'm in the valley
The world wants to swallow us

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