[Verse 1: XV]
One big room, full of bad b**hes
You k** everyone of 'em and leave me as a witness
You gon' be major I know your major's probably business
But your pa**ion is you minor, you got career intentions
I know
You don't mention you love Sly Stone
Pac-man on your iPhone
Rappin' when you drive home I know
Just things that most you'll get seen
But most won't
And that means we won't grow
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Cause they see your eyes, your thighs
Your hair, your clothes
But I know, your highs, your lows, your glow
They never notice, they never notice no
But I do, I do, I d
[Verse 2: XV]
Your hard work, your crazy drive, your ambition
When you get nervous you start to pace and your hand itches
Your friends hate and be negative but you be optimistic
Girl you sweet as pie that nanna make when you stop and visit
You get high but you hate heights
So much drive, you hate flights
Go all crazy in the late night, get up and grind in the daylight
You don't care what they like
You don't fall for they hype
And i don't see with they eyes
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