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Santa Monica

She's reading her big novel
Which is resting on her bare legs and knees
She's studying it intently
In the background you see green lawn

don't become a slave, see a chain in your whip
Hope your mental don't get slain, and your mind is equipped
To handle all of this pain then

Aye let's have some fun with this

Yeah

Woah
Oh
Oh

Zander

I'm in hurry
Driving the whip like I'm whipping a flurry
I'm on the way but I'll be in

see some she want
I can tell by the way that she staring
She say you green to me bae like Aaron
Spin slow in the block like Ferris
Better watch what you

don't even try
How tf I get money, got multiple ways
I'm selling that muddy it's getting me paid
These bitches be druggie i see it in they face
These

you be there for me in the end?

I'm a pilar
I got scars on my heart
If you tryna see who's realer
Call me Thriller
Nowadays all they want
Is

Don't you know
Don't you know
That we are legion in my soul
In my soul
And we are never letting go
Letting go
We're killing for control
I'm a let you

Everything moves too fast now
Stand on the edge of sinking sand
Everything 'bout to crash down
You know I can't swim in seas of ecstasy
See your eyes

to slide the day this dropped and I ain't seen you once
Stay in yo lane nigga
But when I see you, it's up B.I.N.O

around. Just to haul all these rhymes around.
You see the landscape, Celestial Views
Speak in poem whenever my mind roams
Need bars got more than ya cell

ain't fuck with with my ways
You should see yourself fall in the mirror driving off the bridge
Seatbelt caught in the flames crashing in the ditch
You

all in her weddin' ring
I can sit and stop and stare for hours
It's amazin', can't explain it
She done put a spell on a nigga, I see

Her love cuts

Worship sweet tone like violin, Deep in my faith I'm miles in
God got me take off pilot, Devil tryna keep me silent
But I never move in silence, I'm

nigga, you don't wanna see the aftermath

Take his ass to Harborview, he got hit with a plasma blast
Stackin' racks in my room, I make yo' bitch count

got the team in ya mouth
Gotta have common sense when I see my dreams is in route
I'm a fiend for the sound
Watch me beam through the clouds
Yeah
Gotta

to Netflix & Chill with American Pie, with a Chik-fil-A sauce and a medium fry 
And I wish it was there see the tears in your eyes, but it’s gone be ok 
Came

like B I G
Niggas will fall in the N Y C
When I pull with this shit, kick you in your biscuit
You trick bitch, you make me sick to my insides
You's

quando lavoro sembro Ed Sheraan
Tanto con o senza gli euro non c' ho mai una lira
Vivo come uno sfigato, finto messo in riga
Il mio capo non mi paga dice

Big Show
E siete Jocca light in quiche, oh 'pare
Conta il tempo che hai sul Tissot, per gli amanti del rischio
C'è già il mio nuovo disco, lascia stare

deserto

Non c'è più vita in questo deserto
Non c'è più un cactus in questo deserto

Gente che suona ma tanto
Io canto sempre in area 51
Tanto io resto

ain't my dawg
I don't know how I ain't see the signs
Don't believe what they speakin'
In they rhymes
Auntie been geekin' 'bout a dime
Bitch, my block like

We in route yeah yeah
We in route yeah yeah
We in

They trying to wear me down
So I got to follow suit yeah
I'm running with God I ain't got

of us
Love, it's in all of us
Love, it's in all of us
Love, it's in all of us
Love, it's in all of us
Do you see me reaching out?
Cover me like the dust

the blinds down
Click all the lights off and bring in the darkness
Right now!
Let's see you fight fowl till you find out
I'm standing on top of the high ground