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of blizzards
Rebuke me but ima say what I'm feelin
Talkin bout the weather and I'm makin a killing
I wanna greenhouse on top of my building
Tornado high speed

on the back, nah, I really wish a nigga really would
I did what I want, you just did what you could
Ridin with my blick
I put a 50 on that boy
Speed racin

it's not the same as it was

As it was, as it was
You know it's not the same

Go home, get ahead, high-speed internet
I don't wanna talk about the way

I don’t have x-ray vision
And I can’t lift a car
I read books at a normal speed, no one says I’m super smart

Didn’t get in the reactor
Before they

damaged then
Find your place inside the stars
Line them all then light-years sprawl
This the hyper speed in mind
Everything is fallen time
When will it

high, off your brother can't get low
Lil' buddy got popped by a citgo
But fuck him, you know how that shit go

We blowin' big smoke, come through

em 

Here comes Marathon Man 
C-c-Coming as fast as he can

Down the streets and avenues 
Too quick to be caught by BBC news 

He sees the cities

with the hands
With the hand quick speed
That they come with

I lost my friends
To the chain gang
I lost some good people
That was only genuine and real

That's on everything
Already light speed, high beams on the road ahead
Only kid with an open lens
About covered up lies and I won't give in
No, they don't

be movin' high speed

Baggin' up a birdie in the trap house
Strap out, fuck a bad bitch, blow her back out
Her phone keep ringin' and her man keep

a safe house overseas
Where I can be at ease
Musics turning into who can get more clicks at rapid speeds
I don't play that game i put my heart into this

got my shawty and you know she goin' insane

Red beam, red beam, red beam, red beam

I'm high, I feel like a dream, red S.R.T., I'm making it  scream

Federals are coming
Boiling blood
But body numbing yeah
Trust me
My own approval is all I need
150 on the high way
That's my way
Direction rather

chain
I'm screaming loud but I'm still quiet
Just thought I'd let you know
I'm high speed racing
In this foreign, hope ion lose control
I'm kicking shit

Niggas
Tray six
Speed on it
Yeah

These niggas fuckin' crazy you gotta ride around with the rod
I'm so fuckin' high I'm in the sky talkin' to God
Get

fill him up with lead
And they told doody moving with speed, but they dumb I call him sped

This band don't come with aid, but I'm used to seeing red
So

Damaging tires rim and equipment
And may injure the rider

This is electronic speed controller for rc car
High power system for rc model is very dangerous

when the cops leave
This a cat
Trizzy really getting back on tha high speeds
Why they keep sayin we cliqin up
It's only us & turkey butts
Iont shoot back

my god Havyn"

Imma make it, and that's by all means

Got no competition, yea they can't compete

You can't catch me, I'm racing in that 10 speed

I'm

you on their time line
The fake eventual fade
When time flies
I still think about those high times
Last voice note that you sent
Before you passed by

She Loving Me
X8
We hit the streets
Looking clean 
Got leather seats
Color cream in the beam 
High speed, riding, vibing
It don't matter how but we

Imma make that paper burn nigga
That's what I earn Nigga
Stack it up by 2
Ain't no blues clues
You smoking sherm nigga
This what the I'm trynna do

high,
I cannot smoke with you niggas y'all smokin on trash, I'm only smokin' on Za
Found me a bad bitch, she is a savage Carry my Glock and that shit

to the hate, my dawgs they stay right by my side

Say that she love me
Say that she love me
Say that she love me
She wanna fuck me
She wanna fuck me
She wanna