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and wept.
Cuz now we’re drinking on rooftops,
This absinthe is ruining my guts,
And the fact that not all of us are dead is only luck,
Shit yeah — I abide by

Y'all got all your friendships wrecked with
Your 9 to 5 shit
I got friends ship-wrecking when
I fight with pirates
I'm not built for a Driver's License
I

this is the story of a man named bill he was
an old man he lived in a house with walls the
size of a horse he was a lonely man they said
he’d give

night long just to hear what you said
I wouldn't give away my secrets 
Honey, I'm old school
I think you know them all by now
I'd do it for you

And if

"Jockin' my fresh" - Jay-Z

[Verse 1:]
I'm on fire survival, admire you liar
Who hire, new tires, flew by you
New buyer, Brunier, the new sire
Each line, I

And the wife, the bills
The kids? You can put a check by all of em
And a second job but tell me
Who the fuck is hiring?
The insurance on my car is
Only two days

planning on being here for a long time
So you better get use to me
Old friends pissed that they can't
Get through to me i be setting up a new wave
Better

once you zoom in
Business calls with Mook
Got him tyin' up some loose ends
Old friends jealous once you make
It out the streets
Once you show 'em too

knew you were gonna be all by yourself in the end
So where is family where are your friends is that a life that you wanna commit
That is a life that I

struck a Guinness pose and lost the fucking key
Drank wine in old Virginia with admirals by the beach
Til someone cracked their ankle stumbling shitfaced

I'm gon' die with no regret (Ayy)
I know the Reaper want my life, so
When the Lord ain't by my side
I make sure I got my TEC (Ayy)
Before I let a nigga

chillin' by the sea

Summertime has come and gone that cold wind starts to blow
All your friends have said so long this routine's getting old
Had enough

Theodore died alone
Nothing on his grave
Nothing to remember
But the friends he made
One by one walked upon the stairs
She was sad but he said I'm

cold
I was on the molly rolling wit baby, and she important
But we crashed by 5, kicking bitches out the apartment
My old lady traded cash for thighs

mounds of bills
What ever denomination
No matter Rabbi or Laymen
They gotta get by and cop my massive supply of medications
So in the end I will always win

And that's a fact
My body's count's in the great beyond
You can't keep with that 
Living in my mama's crib at 20 years old
On the Southside, around this time

boom- feels like an explosion
sounds like a locomotive in motion
too scared to run
it's some type of giant thumping
old fat and slow I can't hide

Boy, I tell you times they are changing
Some feel faith need rearranging
It's like nothing now stable
The bible quoted like a fable
Books of old
New,

All the things I threw by the wayside
New doors to old places
Full cars to empty sapces
Parking lots are better half full
I'll find a spot in the back

to hide
We bout it bout it
Drivin by all the girls they would say hello
Kill Bill I got the pussy wagon
Paint that shit yellow
Lost old friends and fam
Had

play hard
She pay the bills by herself
She get mo doe when she solo cause it pays to be by herself
She ain’t never ask for no help
Cause if it ain’t

right here by my side 
See my brothers my enemy, police ain't a friend of me, shots get fired 
And they can be friendly
What a time to be alive where I

thousands by the day while you sittin' down, getting high
I'll cut you off again, no apologize, straight goodbye
And I'll look your best friend in the face

the gravestone
Ya know
What's with all this pressure
And all these labels
Zombified working just to pay bills
Living paycheck to paycheck
Securing the bag, only