Reckless 创作者:
Bazanji
Bazanji

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调:D minor
Intro 1
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I been going
Verse 1
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crazy lately,
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I been feeling reckless
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And I know that people talking bout me,
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they be jealous
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Put that money where your mouth is,
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we ain't get the message
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All these rappers lacking,
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they be looking like some extras
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Everybody talk but never got shit to say,
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whatup
When I come through and see what's good they
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never gon act the same, shut up
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Something ain't right when I do the math cuz
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the numbers don't explain, hold up
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Never met you so you not my friend,
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I'm with day ones they stayed, come up
Verse 2
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Can't see me I'm moving different
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Best foot forward, never slipping
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Challenge me that's a bad decision
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No bullshit that Scottie
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Pippen
Killshot and I'm never missing
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They calling me and I never listen
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Better stay in your place
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Get out my way
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Unless you be heaven wishing
I ain't here to make no friends
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No buddy buddy
It's all business
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Counting money and counting women
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It's a lifestyle of the young riches
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Comma comma in the bank account
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It's a phone number with new digits
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You pussy and your manager
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I count it up and that's two bitches
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I been going
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crazy lately,
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I been feeling reckless
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And I know that people talking bout me,
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they be jealous
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Put that money where your mouth is,
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we ain't get the message
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All these rappers lacking,
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they be looking like some extras
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Everybody talk but never got shit to say,
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whatup
When I come through and see what's good they
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never gon act the same, shut up
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Something ain't right when I do the math cuz
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the numbers don't explain, hold up
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Never met you so you not my friend,
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I'm with day ones they stayed, come up
Verse 4
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Baz balling that triple B
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I'm always repping that UNC
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Making more than my teachers make
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So they can't ever say
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shit to me
Wylin' out like Nick Cannon
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They can't stand it, I'm outstanding
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I'm taking everything I wanna take but they
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can't ever take control of me
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Smarter than your average
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I'm stacking up like two degrees
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All you rappers just went cold
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Your latest song like two degrees
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We are not in the same league
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I'm moving up, you sliding off
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How I do it, I'm still in school
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You lucky this is my side job, come on
Verse 5
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I been going crazy lately,
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I been feeling reckless
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And I know that people talking bout me,
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they be jealous
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Put that money where your mouth is,
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we ain't get the message
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All these rappers lacking,
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they be looking like some extras
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Everybody talk but never got shit to say,
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whatup
When I come through and see what's good they
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never gon act the same, shut up
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Something ain't right when I do the math cuz
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the numbers don't explain, hold up
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Never met you so you not my friend,
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I'm with day ones they stayed, come up
Outro 1
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