Pack of Cones
Jeff Porter & David Ryan
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Welcome to Good Luck Farms, Let's Go Let's Go, let's go, let's go I got pushed to the edge, didn't jump Reached back, threw him over Used to living in darkness, now it's dark tints in the Rover I got pushed to the edge, I had a choice live or dead I've got to stick to what I said, time to get the f*ck out of bed Burn a whole eighth to the head, start a new wave, infrared Keep the whole team fully fed, put a new bitch in LV thread I think I'm ready for my life I got to be persistent and precise Self validate, no advice God, I'm addicted to the lights, God, I'm addicted to the nights Everything I do, I do it right, everything you do, you do in spite F*ck it, drinks on me tonight Now I'm sipping Holy Water, straight out the chalice Cold heart, but I mean no malice Chrome Heart, with a little bit of palace Shaved my head, cut off the cabbage Run up, run up, run up, callus Push up, roll up, daily habits That's all me, she the baddest Midnight train to her like Gladys Twenty-eight, I get better with age Doing me, put the pen to the page Enter the stage, with the venom and rage Y'all be afraid, yeah very afraid Used to spend all the cash before I get it Used to go overdraft on the debit Now I'm focused on just building my credit Smoking that gas, that fully unleaded I just go stupid I need me a medic Soon I'll be having a thread up on Reddit All of that bullshit you know that we dead it Addicted to music, yeah I really got a fetish Yeah, I never liked reality anyway When I'm sober, life rattle me in a way Heavy pour on that glass, Cabernet Linked up with the crew and had a day Mix that vodka juice with lemonade I've been through some shit don't pity me Come through stomp your crew and getaway I can't restitute, renovate You've got to be fucking kidding me Music my outlet, Kittery Sorry but you can't get rid of me One girl on each side that's symmetry One side bitch, one main like Hillary She said Dave don't second fiddle me Hat on back, I'm fly like Griffey be Don't say much, just match my energy 151 rum, back for some Big Rusty and Kathie's son Bout to blast off like I came with NASA Funds I wanna ask you something, how many rappers want to have some fun Got the money phone and packing guns When they rhyme they just flap the gums Talk bars, they just dash and run Take a seat homie, pass the blunt I don't give a f*ck, I'm havin' fun Yeah I do it till the casket come Or the fat lady sing, in other words, I ain't wrapping up Yeah, do it straight from the heart Rapping my ass off, like I'm Black Thought You ain't even half as smart, or intellectual Step to me, you will get a burial Rap shit, yeah I've really been about it These beers, straight pounding Well rounded, you get ousted Rap kilos, you just ounces Big fish, you just flounders Aint playing, Jae Crowder Y'all Mario and I'm Bowser Y'all in your feelings, y'all sour I am the man of the hour Y'all gotta give us our flowers Now I'm sitting poolside, with my foot up Laughing at the numbers they don't put up Sipping something sweet, lot of sugar Damn, I'm smooth like butter Straight to the top, I'll gladly take it Rap game so saturated Y'all fake as f*ck y'all masquerading Y'all lame as f*ck and I'm agitated Agitated, I'm agitated Agitated, I'm agitated Agitated, I'm agitated Agitated, I'm agitated
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