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Well eureka there goes the Grammy
The pixie dust from the gold in that and the source award trophy's a go in my gadget
Work the circuits and put on my lab coat
The gadget that I'm building a bad bitch
Hand crafted with the sexiest of imperfections that a flawed winner compats with
c mental sparring partner to match wits
Self assured so forgiveness is mad quick
With small stuff never linger on the misery advanced like digital but full like analog

When the one you thought was witcha switch up
cnd try to paint you like you the bad guy remember its part of the larger picture
Yo Sharp what happened to sun you used to be with all the time
Dog I thought that was your bro? I don't know
Last couple times I hit him up to chill out maybe catch up said he gon call me back but he never do
Same night I might be scrolling through stories on the gram see him out and about on the IG video
Maybe I ain't got enough followers for him to holla back
Or I ain't in whatever new direction he tryna go