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Inception Video (MV)




Performed By: Sam Duce
Featuring: Samuel Sanchez
Language: English
Length: 2:43




Sam Duce - Inception Lyrics




[ Featuring Samuel Sanchez ]

It get me high as the ceiling
When I'm that low
Know what I mean?
Wanna hold on to it
You gotta let go
Know what I'm talking about

Yeah

I'm Sam Duce

Did everything on my own
Packed all my bags and left home
Stood all alone for that throne
Did everything on my own
Yeah, I did everything on my own
Lost all the friends that I known
Missed all your calls on my phone
Yeah, I did everything on my own

If time is money my swiss is movement
Spent my advance on a cool whip
I know you waiting to see me do it
So I keep a tool, like home improvement
Grill is gold, Chain is Cuban
The drank is cold and the cup polluted
My drinking problem deep rooted
So I keep of a cup of that fluid
My eyes low under the influence
I talk southern slang influent (what?)
Riding around with my patna Ruben
Coming down and chunking deuces
I'm Louis Vuitton
I'm Saint Laurant
Do what I want when I'm booted
Making moves and not excuses
I make knots from streams and units
I miss dancing and they not illusions
Cause I ball like Patrick Ewing
I know you watch everything we doing
Every day pray that we're loosing
Turn up the tune up when I'm grooving
In the slab, feel super human
Wore these shoes, just for your viewing
Creased them up just so they ruined
Put ice on all on my bruises
Gotta watch everyone I'm cool with
Passing blunts like a lazy susan
Free my friends in an institution
I'm riding spokes, no substitutions
If I had my choice, I'd choose them (that's Daytons)
Sipping wine like first communion
Spending money through Western Union
Having fun with the drug I'm using
Dying young with friend I'm choosing
Cowboy hat, tobacco chewing
Hopping out that cruise ship
I can tell from all your confusion
You ain't never hotbox a Buick
So turn up the music, let's rider to it
That's how we do it in Houston (That's how we do it)

Did everything on my own
Packed all my bags and left home
Stood all alone for that throne
Did everything on my own
Yeah, I did everything on my own
Lost all the friends that I known
Missed all your calls on my phone
Yeah, I did everything on my own

Know what I'm saying?
Do it on your own
Damn
That's tough
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It get me high as the ceiling
When I'm that low
Know what I mean?
Wanna hold on to it
You gotta let go
Know what I'm talking about

Yeah

I'm Sam Duce

Did everything on my own
Packed all my bags and left home
Stood all alone for that throne
Did everything on my own
Yeah, I did everything on my own
Lost all the friends that I known
Missed all your calls on my phone
Yeah, I did everything on my own

If time is money my swiss is movement
Spent my advance on a cool whip
I know you waiting to see me do it
So I keep a tool, like home improvement
Grill is gold, Chain is Cuban
The drank is cold and the cup polluted
My drinking problem deep rooted
So I keep of a cup of that fluid
My eyes low under the influence
I talk southern slang influent (what?)
Riding around with my patna Ruben
Coming down and chunking deuces
I'm Louis Vuitton
I'm Saint Laurant
Do what I want when I'm booted
Making moves and not excuses
I make knots from streams and units
I miss dancing and they not illusions
Cause I ball like Patrick Ewing
I know you watch everything we doing
Every day pray that we're loosing
Turn up the tune up when I'm grooving
In the slab, feel super human
Wore these shoes, just for your viewing
Creased them up just so they ruined
Put ice on all on my bruises
Gotta watch everyone I'm cool with
Passing blunts like a lazy susan
Free my friends in an institution
I'm riding spokes, no substitutions
If I had my choice, I'd choose them (that's Daytons)
Sipping wine like first communion
Spending money through Western Union
Having fun with the drug I'm using
Dying young with friend I'm choosing
Cowboy hat, tobacco chewing
Hopping out that cruise ship
I can tell from all your confusion
You ain't never hotbox a Buick
So turn up the music, let's rider to it
That's how we do it in Houston (That's how we do it)

Did everything on my own
Packed all my bags and left home
Stood all alone for that throne
Did everything on my own
Yeah, I did everything on my own
Lost all the friends that I known
Missed all your calls on my phone
Yeah, I did everything on my own

Know what I'm saying?
Do it on your own
Damn
That's tough
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