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Rich Brian – Sydney Lyrics

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 [Intro]

Uhh

[Chorus]

Flyin’ out to Sydney

Class is on a bee’s knees

I’m a doctor’s writing, you can never fuckin’ read me

I just had my birthday and I wished that I could be me

You old news, so when I look at you, I’m reminiscing

Fuck your ego, salty like some miso

My pockets on Shaquille O’Neal, your pockets on DeVito

You thought that you were runnin’ shit, I turn it to the Me show

An ocean full of drip, but you still lost just like you’re Nemo

[Verse 1]

I can’t stress, I can never stress

I started caring less and man I’m feeling the effects

I made myself too proud too many times to feel regrets

Got the shiny rollie, bitch I’m taking my time to reflect like

You ain’t my commodity, no it ain’t too hard to see

I can’t wait for you to say some shit that ain’t involvin’ me

I’ve been home and makin’ money, calls right from my balcony

Shit, I don’t care what anybody say long as I’m proud of me

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‘Cause I came from my bedroom to the motherfuckin’ stage

Talked to God the other day, I told him, “Look at what you made”

It’s a championship, I’m gettin’ seven rings in seven days

Your career just like a emo kid, it’s just a fuckin’ phase, man

[Pre-Chorus]

And I can’t wait for you to just get over it

I’ve been the shit for long, you just too late to notice it

Vlogging cameras, man, you do everything but focusin’

My mind on January, but you still on that October shit (Uhh)

[Chorus]

Flyin’ out to Sydney

Class is on a bee’s knees

I’m a doctor’s writing, you can never fuckin’ read me

I just had my birthday and I wished that I could be me

You old news, so when I look at you, I’m reminiscing

Fuck your ego, salty like some miso

My pockets on Shaquille O’Neal, your pockets on DeVito

You thought that you were runnin’ shit, I turn it to the Me show

An ocean full of drip, but you still lost just like you’re Nemo

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[Verse 2]

Ayy, jealousy, ain’t got no time for no jealousy

I’m showin’ love and I ain’t tryna hide it

The start of you don’t mean the end of me

I hate when people just barely know me, but they act like they fucking invented me

Everybody on their scared to grow shit, I’m on my 8th metamorphoses

Man, my life cannot bother me, I did this shit properly

I didn’t let my problems break me, that shit fucking guided me

Talkin’ ’bout you gon’ do this, and that, man speak with honesty

Your life is like a movie, but the trailer’s way too long to see (Ayy)

I don’t write lyrics, I be writin’ scriptures

My mouth is impulsive, when I talk, I never think first

I listen to Lil Wayne, his music is my English teacher

I show my love to legends, that’s why I like my own pictures

[Pre-Chorus]

I do not fix my flaws, that shit’s a part of me

Got different accents, ’cause I’m always somewhere overseas

I’m just working hard and hope that other people notice it

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‘Cause making goals and not accomplishing them’s getting old to me (Uhh)

[Chorus]

Flyin’ out to Sydney

Class is on a bee’s knees

I’m a doctor’s writing, you can never fuckin’ read me

I just had my birthday and I wished that I could be me

You old news, so when I look at you, I’m reminiscing

Fuck your ego, salty like some miso

My pockets on Shaquille O’Neal your pockets on Devito

You thought that you were runnin’ shit, I turn it to the Me show

An ocean full of drip, but you still lost just like you’re Nemo


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