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knock and it's bailiffs\n  Now it's acres, I ain't even got neighbours (yeah)\n\n  40 thousand square feet off of this pain\n  Look at me, I got heart acres\n  He don't know what heartache is\n  I can't ask no one for a teaspoon of sugar, it's tough, got no neighbours\n  My uncles had no papers\n  We sold sweets in school, made sense that the mandem grew up and sold flavours\n  Wanted a million so much, went to the perfume store, bought Paco Rabanne\n  TSG had me in the back of the van and prang\n  Wanna book a flight, Japan\n  I'm on the private jet and the pilot's tellin' me jokes, sellin' me land\n\n  I'm drivin' on a ban, true say, I got disqualifications\n  Askin' God, why bless me? 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