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prom dates with palm bays this Fiancés sipping chardonnay
Say it won't last puts you in last, tell me am I wrong bae?
Crazy what they all think, crazy
stay duckin'[01:08.85]I'm not promoting the violence but fuck it[01:10.29]I got choppers on me if you buckin'[01:11.76]That's a pretty girl you in love
pedestrians in a spaceship
While they screamin' at me, "Let's just be friends"
Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to
I just found out my mom does more
gone[02:58.29]Left a letter by the sink, it told me to come on[03:01.84]Meet me by the pool so we can have a little fun[03:05.52]Look myself in the mirror "I think I
'em, we fell out
He would say we left him out (Haha)
I'm in every (?)
You just got the F&N out
They in some pretentions vibe
But me I'm from that
howl by the light of the moon, oh oh[01:37.20]It's gonna be here soon, we'll be gone[01:41.50]And boy not a minute too soon[01:47.53]We'll be running in
home run hitters to a bunch of bunts, yeah[01:22.04]Smoke a blunt, yeah, park the coupe, I'm stepping out just to stunt, yeah[01:26.29]And everybody show
it's sewn wrong
I ride through ya hood in a Mr. Softee truck
Then pull a mac out a box of snow cones
Yeah, ya little fucks
Gimme ya fucking money!
chasing the paper, I look like a cheetah
They told me I wouldn't be shit, had to make them believers
I ride with my stick, I'm not alone in the two seater
I'm bout to blow, I got shot by a tank
My heart is broken, I'm smoking this dank
If I'm not with my bruddas, I feel out of place
I'm trapped in my mind,
Some smack and meth
Like Jack, I rip your motherfuckin' organs out your corpse and scatter it
Jab a dagger in your bladder and have you glancin'
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
he's been wounded by a fucking tech
Rat tat to the tat tat, I'mma take him out of his memory
For ridin' my nuts and tryin' to stick me with delivery
I hear you in this one) ain't never seen no palm tree
Gon' be a murder in Miami if they play at Rolling Loud
Give a fuck about no law, play with
Ali, mix it ha ha ha, Lady G, Whaddup?
Ha ha ha, Bad Love, Whaddup? Ha ha ha, ha
I spaz out 'til I pass out
There’s clarity in my vulgarity
For
I'm from the mofucking palms so you know I'm too wavy
And everything's good yeah everything's gravy
Fresh as a daisy
Get my bread by daily
It's tasty
Hallelujah, K dot'll do ya
Quicker than a porno star
Jump on my dick y'all
And get fucked by the millisecond
Duck when I pull the weapon
From out
to stick in the spokes of you
But every now and then the trend bucks
And you're repaired by more than glue
Worry not everything is sound
This is
let it flow find out whats hitting
But stick to your side, for the cause we gon ride
And you can tell we gon win by the look in our eyes
Hunger and pain
the fuck pushed me into this?[02:41.29]Now I'm in, I swear I can't get out[02:44.30]There are way too many ways, I can't count[02:47.21]Voices are
copy[00:27.89]When in the end he just an inspiration[00:29.23]From my nation, we chillin inside my barbatos, and when we go for them you know that we ace
Talk to me nice where am from is cold
Get me living strictly by the code
Stick to the goals steady breaking yoke
Out here is not funny we don't do no
meant to survive in this fucked up society?
Do we arm ourselves mentally, or physically?
Cause I don't think the latters working you've seen it out
a little too loud[00:27.50]I miss music I crave the crowd[00:29.41]Don't know where but I'll be going out[00:31.71]I can't take it anymore[00:33.66]Wasted
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