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[Hook: Allan Kingdom]|They watching us with binoculars|But do not ever got nothing to say|They watching us with binoculars|But we not ever that too far away|No we not too far away, no we not no we not, too far away|No we not too far away|Ooooh||Now look at what I created, created|Well Mama, Mama look what I created|In my room, in my room|For the world|Look what I created, look what I created|I'm getting better, I'm doing better||[Verse 1: Allan Kingdom]|I can make you like me if you let me|I can write a symphony in bedsheets|Voice memos deep in the iPhone|Talking about ideas, I got plenty|We're just some kids with computers|Some genius ideas, that had caused them to laugh at me|We were some kids with computers|That got rid of our fears, got more talented happily||Got more respect 'til we got more respectable|Egos affect-able, thinking like duh|I was not trained to step or to flex|Although I could see how it look, feeling like ya|Hallelujah, I do not gotta do that|Obey what I said, I am the law|'Hallelujah!', that's what my mama and her friends are gon' say|When I'm topping the charts||[Hook: Allan Kingdom & SPOOKY BLACK]|They watching us with binoculars|But do not ever got nothing to say|They watching us with binoculars|But we not ever that too far away|No we not too far away, no we not no we not, too far away|No we not too far away|Ooooh (hey hey hey)||Now look at what I created, created|Well Mama, Mama look what I created|In my room, in my room|For the world|Look what I created, look what I created|I'm getting better, I'm doing better||[Verse 2: Allan Kingdom]|Ain't nobody checking how you feel|Concentrating on how to get the check and not the chatter|I see you be flexing out your chest, you got to chill|You're a chicken in a cage, and now you can feel it rattle|Your lady's a chicken in the field|Chicken if it rains, if I get her same it don't matter|If I take her tonight and I notice how you feel|She coming home wetter, you probably will get madder||Usually I don't snap on nigs|I do not act like this|But they need warnings on grandpap's kids|I put that on fam fam's shit|They talking this plain, that blam blam spit|No flavor like Allan spit|I'm spitting them bullets like blam blams [?]|Acrobat tricks you learn that quick (damn that shit)||[Hook: AK & SB]||[Outro]
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[Hook: Allan Kingdom]|They watching us with binoculars|But do not ever got nothing to say|They watching us with binoculars|But we not ever that too far away|No we not too far away, no we not no we not, too far away|No we not too far away|Ooooh||Now look at what I created, created|Well Mama, Mama look what I created|In my room, in my room|For the world|Look what I created, look what I created|I'm getting better, I'm doing better||[Verse 1: Allan Kingdom]|I can make you like me if you let me|I can write a symphony in bedsheets|Voice memos deep in the iPhone|Talking about ideas, I got plenty|We're just some kids with computers|Some genius ideas, that had caused them to laugh at me|We were some kids with computers|That got rid of our fears, got more talented happily||Got more respect 'til we got more respectable|Egos affect-able, thinking like duh|I was not trained to step or to flex|Although I could see how it look, feeling like ya|Hallelujah, I do not gotta do that|Obey what I said, I am the law|'Hallelujah!', that's what my mama and her friends are gon' say|When I'm topping the charts||[Hook: Allan Kingdom & SPOOKY BLACK]|They watching us with binoculars|But do not ever got nothing to say|They watching us with binoculars|But we not ever that too far away|No we not too far away, no we not no we not, too far away|No we not too far away|Ooooh (hey hey hey)||Now look at what I created, created|Well Mama, Mama look what I created|In my room, in my room|For the world|Look what I created, look what I created|I'm getting better, I'm doing better||[Verse 2: Allan Kingdom]|Ain't nobody checking how you feel|Concentrating on how to get the check and not the chatter|I see you be flexing out your chest, you got to chill|You're a chicken in a cage, and now you can feel it rattle|Your lady's a chicken in the field|Chicken if it rains, if I get her same it don't matter|If I take her tonight and I notice how you feel|She coming home wetter, you probably will get madder||Usually I don't snap on nigs|I do not act like this|But they need warnings on grandpap's kids|I put that on fam fam's shit|They talking this plain, that blam blam spit|No flavor like Allan spit|I'm spitting them bullets like blam blams [?]|Acrobat tricks you learn that quick (damn that shit)||[Hook: AK & SB]||[Outro]
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Writer: Allan B Kyariga, Corbin Smidzik, Martin Daniel Mckinney, Robert Richardson, Simon E Christensen, ROBERT JOHN RICHARDSON, SIMON EDWARD CHRISTENSEN, ALLAN KYARIGA, MARTIN MCKINNEY, Simon Christensen
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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