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wanna meet ya
I just want one night
I don't wanna keep her
Raised by the dope dealers
I used to have a beeper
I get a lot of bucks, broke is not popular

food
I was born to win
I knew one these niggas had to lose
Had my own Glock 'cause we
Wasn't into passin' tools
Bitch hypnotized by this AP
She keep

Ayo, check it
The power's in the information
Not in that bullshit, fly by
Now you a slave to the hype
Fraudulent fuckery I ain't takin'
Streetz'll

up the strippers that's
Fuckin' for Twitter (What? Yeah, what?)
And posin' for cameras
Suckin' dick on pictures
(Yeah, yeah, what?) don't talk to me

with cameras, but I'm takin breast shots
My gat bangs while you playin Max Payne on X-Box
Watch the lead chop a couple strands out ya dreadlocks

dinner
Swiped my bitch some makeup
It was made by Kylie Jenner
I'll scam anybody
Don't really care about your gender
Really active in them stores
I'm tryna

Way to Florida with my ho in Pensacola
Ain't too far from Georgia
I like to fuck her on the
Beach right by the water in Tampa Bay
Ain't no brave in them

of the harpies, hounds and the hurricane
We dare to share, but love just won't release us from its lair
God knows it's time

Cameras roll and rewind but the silver

know what I mean
And now it’s all history
Couldn’t let the devil get to me
Life is a mystery
Manje istayla sibuzwa kimi

Ey don’t judge me by my mistakes

far
To my heart, got a key
I was lost, then you found me
Through all the glamour
That's the lights and the cameras
Honestly, all you saw was me
You

smoke
Mothership, microchips get injected
In my throat all off the books
Taxes implemented by the fascists
Got me lighting books of matches
Burning cities

verbally did
I’m the Lord of the Flies, nigga
‘cause I’m murderin’ kids
Run up in your crib without
A fuckin’ camera crew
And confiscate your plaques for

outside, camera four
I told my lady, "Go shop," then we skate
She from the Dime and she tryna escape
Let's start a family, I'm tryna make-

Domino's

fiend die while he standing up
You scamming us
There's no back and forth in front of the cameras
You question me, it'll be the look in my eye that'll

down and bruised, its for real now, the feds approaching him like

Whole school panics
News crew cameras
Swat team, cop scene
Rooftop vantage

Kids got

You read the news, you've seen the paper
I guess you know the score by now
It might be fashion, a crime of passion
Anything that draws a crowd

foto in
Camera presa da qualche giornale
Mi fanno l'occhiolino in modo diretto
Col rossetto in bagno lasciano
Il numero sullo specchio
Nella tasca

passes by
NINA’S DAD: Go airplane, go airplane!


























Train Song Remake
VERSE 1
I’m on a plane!
I’m listening
To all the sounds

For something entertaining to see
So the best show in town was every Sunday down in church
Surrounded by good people who looked like me
Oh, but then

there, but, you know
He go by the name of Rejjie Snow, Snow Rejjie (that's me)
Uh, a new man, uh, it's a new day (uh)
Let's get it

Obrigado, gifts

these moments last

I've found that time flies like a camera flashing in my eyes
So, blind, I turned and the moment simply passed me by

'Cause time

Shootin', don't got no damn option
Like a mixtape, know we drop that
Cameras on me like I'm vloggin'
Talk about me, know you bloggin'
Runnin' your mouth

failure's in me still (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Caught on camera, baby found out her boyfriend got history
I fucked that whole shit up, it's done
That stuff woke

with Celine dreams
She fell in love with the CC
Louis bandanas, we put 'round the hammer
Might buy a stick in Atlanta
We do not do this for camera