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Motorcades and helicopter transportation takes me
To places where the paparazzi crave me
Public figures stand up to embrace me
But I still leave my shades on anyway
Ropes and barriers they separate me
Bodyguards and entourages save me
From all those suckers trying to get a taste of me
They gonna have to wait they’re turn
BRIDGE 1:
I can’t seem to get no fucking privacy
People can’t keep secrets, man they lie to me
This is who I am not who I’m trying to be
Guess it comes with the territory
Leather pants, custom made fedoras and expensive shoes
Sex anywhere with anyone I choose to
Private jets and flight attendants, pretty smiles
We touch down in the Greek isles, traveling
Excursions through the south of France
And southern Spain
The magazine she reads, I’m on the cover page
Disguises cause the people recognize my face, oh
CHORUS:
Ooh, I’m out of control but they know
Cause this is my moment and oh
I made it here on my own
And now I’m internationally known
Limousines, publicists and cameos in movie scenes
Models, lingerie and rooftop hotel suites
Relationships, they come and go so frequently
But that’s just how it be sometimes
BRIDGE 2:
I can’t seem to get no fucking privacy
People in the street, sometimes they follow me
And I lash out but that ain’t who I wanna be
Stop misunderstanding me
CHORUS (repeat)
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from
Sightings (Mixtape Vol.1),
track released September 9, 2011
Sound Defects (The Iron Horse) 2008
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