Lyrics to Misguided
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I look around everybody wanna be popular
Yes man [?]
Date line, they just gotta keep the gas filled
Least that's what I tend to see like they from Nashville
All them bottles is coming with the [?]
[?] want is more of the lone nights
Short term trips and a lot of long flights
It's crazy to see the path that we on, yikes
Showing off to fine women sitting next to you
You rich, she broke, who really finessing who
Let it sink in don't go jump off the deep end
Attention got way too much value so they just pretend
And I ain't perfect, but recognize the circus
[?] and treat you with what's on the surface
You better move 'em with a purpose, leeches in the lurkest
Burn down your worth just to leave you when you worthless

You wanna shine like LeBron
Money, cars and women that's all that's on your mind
Always in the club but you say you on your grind
Never chase the lights, you gotta wait your time
Folks be screaming they your friend like, "I'm with you 'til the end!"
Is they really rocking from the [?] to the [?]?
But Lord, if they pretend, if they genuine
If they want you to win they be working for the ends, [?] now I'm saying

[?] not a way to fool folks
See these Yeezys might get me a few strokes
You and [?] with money that's [?]
That's why I've only got friends, I'm cool bro
Copycatting and thinkin' that we [?]
Nobody gave them game so they tryin' to force the action
Lookin' for a distraction just to feel the satisfaction
To me that sounds backwards but it [?] the game traction
Yeah the [?], it's [?] like at the baddest sight
They don't know they days numbered, they [?] last night
Turn up, even I do that occasionally
I know my mama pray for me, I wake up get the [?]
They say it's harder for a rich man to go to heaven than it is for a cow to go through a needle [?]
I pray the Lord keep his arms around the famous ones
From the folks that's aspiring to those that made a ton

You wanna shine like LeBron
Money, cars and women that's all that's on your mind
Always in the club but you say you on your grind
Never chase the lights, you gotta wait your time
Folks be screaming they your friend like, "I'm with you 'til the end!"
Is they really rocking from the [?] to the [?]?
But Lord, if they pretend, if they genuine
If they want you to win they be working for the ends, [?] now I'm saying
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