| [Hook: Danielle Haim]
 We are so far away from here
 
 [Childish Gambino]
 Tell them "Run it back", this song is my sh*t
 Told that DJ, "Turn it up", all we did was bowflex
 It's that Stone Mountain, DeKalb county
 F*ck boy no sh*t about it
 Still real, no sh*t, cash gun, money clip
 285 to 400 then I made a left
 Man we spend it up in Lenox, boy we fresh to death
 They be sleeping when I left, now they heard of me
 We get paid to keep y'all hyped, that's that turnip green
 New kicks, street ball, black top, asphalt
 Tight dress, her ass fall, get face like bath salts
 Airport atheist, though may pray when there's turbulence
 So why the f*ck am I stressin' over this nervous sh*t?
 
 [Hook: Danielle Haim]
 We are so far away from here
 We are so far away from here
 
 [Childish Gambino]
 Burn burn burn
 My new car, my new clothes
 Now that I'm on top, are you proud of me?
 Burn burn burn
 My new car, my new clothes
 Now that I'm on top, are you proud of me?
 
 All I really wanted was a left turn
 Never thought it'd go and leave a n*gga burned
 Now that I'm on top, are you proud of me, proud of me?
 All I really wanted was a left turn
 Never thought it'd go and leave a n*gga burned
 Now that I'm on top, are you proud of me, proud of me?
 
 Are you proud of me?
 Are you proud of me?
 
 I should have known
 
 
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