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and ride a Ducatti
No memory card by default
Picking a point into the chaos of a 24/7 roulette
With all the bets to command an assault
You're in a mission

get prone
Now bow to the crown of this battleground
Call me Playerbestknown
Did you catch that? can i get a 10-four?
Can I paint black all over your red

Never gave a fuck, not once, never, ever did
Me and seven smoking top and you stay smoking mid
I don't ever deal with cops, I stay off the grid
I

overnight
That's what's going on around here
That's what's going on around here
That's what's going on around here
That's what's going on
Behind a black

to acne.

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some gutter
By the café
In the line for the atm
Or was that the buffet?
You know where to find me
In the space in between
The thin black strip
At home,

Never gave a fuck, not once, never, ever did
Me and seven smoking top and you stay smoking mid
I don't ever deal with cops, I stay off the grid
I

Playground
You might get lost and not found
By the players and the pimps and the vultures and hounds
Shots in the back lot of my building somebody's

and pray for my sins
Break down the pack and I re-up again
Woah, woah, let's go
Put on all black we runnin' your home

7.6.2 hit your ass in your dome
Drum

seven
I work ten to the nine no 11
Aye lil' bitch I swear by the hearts on my neck
Lil' bitch when I said it I meant it

This some shit you can't afford

to that G-Code
Game bangin', drug dealing im a villain , fuck the hero
I'm a seven-time convicted felon , prayin' don't get Rico

Quick to knock at your

a royal flush
You played every red across the track
Before you sat down it came out black
You're sittin' with 20, you thought you had the juice
The dealer

I popped his nose
How you claim you real, you out here beefin' by some boppin' hoes
When it's time to drill, get in that field, ready, lock and load

blood red, dual personality fighting

Recovered people pleaser strolling down the street
Deliver food to a friend in need, that needs something to eat

no time, can't do no crime
Like it feel kinda good, but it's not right
Ride around at 12am, got seen by lights
This a real ass song, I can't even lie

at the red light

I got one tatted, she got sixteen, I'm tryna see what her bed like
I know she wanna fuck me, she get lucky if I even glaze by
We get lit up,

how to live right

red hood 
special green
black tint in the night

good mood
huge grin
white shades in the day

my boy
my boy
my boy
my boy

my boy
my

So bright you forgot it was nighttime
When the sun was high
Yeah you was mine
By crescent time
It was goodbye
Still think about making you cry
And I

Bluetooth
If he wanna play, leave that nigga red, just like YouTube

Family first, but it don't go by blood
Where was you when I was down in the mud
Said I

But dogs only see in black and white
These writings are for red eyes
Although if you're colourblind
You might need to close the blinds
Embrace the pain

guzzling the mad dog
From the porch I seen a hustler get some Crack off
Smack a dope fiend, so hard he knocked his Black off
From the porch I heard my cousin

Bathing in the rain of the red cloud blooming in the field
Plagued by an illness, one from which I’ll never heal
The pounding drowning out

Highway
with black blood coursing through my veins. 
Devil Doomed by fate but never knew my place
Cause when the mic's on I determine my destiny. 
Write

on the grass to let all bad things to pass me by
The night is coming slowly and I feel happy, after so much time
Until I softly slip into a distant sunken dream