Not The Same

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By Ky Moet

DON'T HATE THE PLAYER HATE THE GAME DON'T STRESS THE LAME STRESS THE FAME WHEN IT'S ALL SAID AND DONE YOU'RE GONNA BE THE 1 2 BLAME MY SWAG IS HOT AND BETTER THAN YA GAME REMEMBER, JUST LIKE IN DECEMBER NOTHING EVER CHANGED WE ARE STILL NOT THE SAME

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