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Artist: Tyler, the Creator f/ Rex Orange County
Album:  Flower Boy
Song:   Foreword 
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Tyler, the Creator]
Hey bitch, fuck!
Ahh, ahh (fuck!)
I got a question

[Tyler, the Creator]
How many cars can I buy 'til I run out of drive?
How much drive can I have until I run out of road?
How much road can they pave until they run out of land?
How much land can there be until I run in the ocean?
You niggas go with the motions and all the plans
See/sea I was never into the beaches and all the sands
See I was in the woods with flowers, rainbows and posies
Fallin' out of my pocket but y'all want to know if I swam to cool down...
How much cooler can I get until I run out of fans?
How many fans can I have until they turn on the AC?
If the AC blows, well then I'm TNT
I'm gone

[Chorus: Rex Orange County]
I'm gone and I'm finished
And I ain't seen my friends in a minute
Guessing nothing lasts forever
Yeah nothing lasts forever
Nothing sticks together-er, ohh
Sick of sitting in doubt
Please let me figure this out, out

[Tyler, the Creator]
Shout out to the girls that I lead on
for occasional head and always keepin' my bed warm
And tryin' they hardest to keep my head on straight
And keepin' me up enough 'til I had thought I was airborne
How many raps can I write 'til I get me a chain?
How many chains can I wear 'til I'm considered a slave?
How many slaves can it be 'til Nat Turner arrives?
How many riots can it be 'til them black lives matter?
Niggas click-clack splatter (pew pew) that nigga
Life a game of basketball, you better shoot that nigga
Cause if that cop got trigger, he better pull
Cause when I get pulled over, I usually play it cool
Cause I know what I'm drivin' is usually paid in full
And my ego and possessions will not let me be one
Be-cause I got a mansion, my mansion got some rooms
Them, rooms got some windows and my windows got some views
Them, views get some stares and my backyard does too
And if you, walk to the bottom, you'll prolly see a pool
You, better not drown, keep them ten toes up
Cause if those ten toes down that mean that you fucked up
And, that's what I swim in

[Outro: Rex Orange County]
And if I drown and don't come back
Who's gonna know? (Baby then I'll know)
And if I crash and don't come back
Who's gonna know? (Baby then I'll know)
And if I fall and don't come back
Who's gonna know? (Baby then I'll know)
I'm wondering if I don't come back
Baby then I'll know
Da-da-da-da-da-da-dah
Don't come back, don't come baaaaaack
Ayyy, don't come back, DON'T come back
No no no whoa, uhh...