Fidlar
Fidlar - Paycheck lyrics
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Cold sweat, the summer's gone, Wake up, nobody's home. I got trouble my way, I guess I'm here to stay, Somebody told me to leave ‘cause I ain't looking so great. Somebody's running out, I'm shooting everything, Until I saw on TV, why did I give it away? Busted, now it's all about Making, why you're coming around? I got trouble my way, I guess I'm here to stay, Somebody told me to leave ‘cause I ain't looking so great. Somebody's running out, I'm shooting everything, Until I saw on TV, why did I give it away?
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Language: English
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