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it fast or slow baby girl my speeds by your motion 
Just know that I'm going oh you coming to lets roll
Leave our traces in the sky were like angels

Still
Soul-deep in my camera roll
This was years ago
But there I am and there you are
This pain
Happy little memories
But now I only see you

and round until we both feel sick
You lay your head upon my chest oh how we're in sync
Flashing forward to my room with you I could stay up all night long
My

dare of course
In no hurry
So don't you worry
Or get knocked down by senseless remorse
Don't hold on
To things to long
Just let the seasons guide your

to ponder if it's heaven or hell 
Because as long as we're apart my soul trapped in a cell 
Thoughts I have remember your name
In a beautiful disaster

Damn girl how you been? (How You been?), I ain't seen you in a long time
Shit I'm happy that you still fine, hit me up yeah it's cool we can kill

with that shit no i ain't with that shit
We some rabble rousers and we all are too inquisitive 
To let it go
Got a whole side thats ready to roll
You got

Stephen King will hunt you down
Roll the Sentra windows up
The dust storm’s getting kind of tough
When you’re waiting dear don’t wait long just come here

Deliver All My Love Across The Ocean Waves

The Creator Of My Life
The Creator Of The World
May This Evening Calm
Last As Long As You Live

Shima Uta My

Gotta a lot of it 
Turn up 
Get live on em 
All black but the wrist frozen
Stay quiet 
Cuz the Feds on em 

100 out the gate 
Nah homie don't play 
Clown

know it's milez but not by the clout 
They know it's milez cuz I'm up in the cloud
I'm high as fuck ain't no horsing around 
A long fall to coffin in

stained
To bare who's looking back
Standing face to face with the man
And never lookin' back
On the road to whole
Roll like an egg prayin' that I don't

Hey yo, Queen's get the money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
Pull

making sure my money
And my rep in this is relevant
As long as I live
This what the message is
Apply pressure till I’m remembered Like every legend is
I

I’ve done enough cos I’m running out of charm
I live for the mornings when you roll into my arms
With your head on my chest yo that feeling is the best

hundred dollars said to have a good time
Now it's time to roll
We still got money 
And the barrooms never close
When you're looking gorgeous 
In those nice

be niggas 
Ho’s goin be ho’s you know what it is 
This world get crazier by the day but you know we just gotta roll with it 

Start from scratch 
Cut

play it fair, they roll over you like a ferris wheel
Flashin bills talkin trill but cant spare a meal
Thats why i ont ask cause when you do they feel

society blatantly didn't give a  fuck  label us monsters
We was just tryna get it just tryna live it just tryna prosper
In the land of the crooked want us

Written by Christo Andriopoulos

I walk how I wanna walk
Talk how I wanna talk
Say what the f*** I want
You know I get
What I want
West coast this

That (Nah)
Only Child Running Wild w/ A Half Sack
From Cocaine To Cadillacs, A Blast From The Past
I Roll 4 Months, The Other 8 Sit On My @$$
More Money,

my view the grass over there, been done died/
Aint no resurrection, think that cat ran out of lives/ 

Got anxiety, so I gotta roll/
Cruising round

with me and live amongst the dead.
Don't go with him go with me, we both want you dead.
I watched you grow from a boy to a man and the church was right,

get charged out here on the baseline 
And all that’s pathetic 
All who smoke can roll up and get it
Live as a G and then die as a legend 
But

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