Wished I can pull you up quickly
Not starting from the basics
You can do it, I'm sure
But you gotta hurry up, of course
I'm jealous of them
So I'll make you try whatever they do
But I don't think I have the patience
And I don't see me growing you anytime soon
I yearn for when he'll look and admire me
Like I'm some sort of celebrity
I see me going places everywhere
Though God knows I won't be stepping a foot over anywhere
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