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shining, the windows down, and I feel home
Bumping Tuyo by Rodrigo, that's my theme song
Tap in the mind of others, I'm on my Elon
Don't need a Neuralink

pockets on E I know that they hurtin
250 a feat nigga ion know you
What you make in a month in a day I'll blow it
Before you talk to me put a hundred in ya

there's a hundred things to do that that I can't boil down to three

So in the meantime
Catch me catching knives and spinning plates a bit
Walking

I'm 100%
But I

We've had so many ups and downs by now I'm losing count
And they say that this is love
This is what it's all about
Count your blessings

You wanna talk about dreams
I've got one or two or three hundred
Up my sleeve
I'm ready to go
Don't know where they're taking me
But I guess we'll

loaded, we the wave
Bring me plastic, let's get paid
I can show you how to wipe a 100K in a day
So what's the play
Ayy, what we on
I live by the motto, go

in the soda pop, the brick In the soda pop
Missing my dead homies, my mom and My fucking pops
Hundred for yellow tape 50 more for The same day
If it

of this old door
I don't know what I have
And what I don't any more
Man, it seems to me
I might have wasted some days
Maybe a few hundred more
And I can

100% of the time. I have sound decision-making abilities
Every decision I make is perfect and exactly the right decision
If a different decision is to be

I live

Im losing z's cause I'm pushing these z's bun a z and it puts me to sleep like a lullaby
I just got caught with my main by my sidepiece Im

free young thug and fuck the DA
Who the fuck let them procreate
I swear to god they aint gonna see the day
You don't really wanna rap you just wanna get

family, wanna see it go back to the old days
Used to walk to my cousin right down the street, break my heart that I'm all the way out the way

That just

shit, then you better stand strong
I can't stop till I'm getting 100 bands per song 
Ten verses equals one mil
Ten verses damn that's one mil 
This ain't

Old School 
Copyright Paul Day 2004
Recorded Hatch Studios Worcestershire England UK 2005

Re mixed By Andy Zulla

From Wiki

Andy Zulla is a record

house out of state cognac by the case
200 on the dash tuned up if you trying to race
And my brother beat the case 100 thousand in the safe
Don't play for

lock 
Collect calls 
40268 my name 
Send back word 
To my peeps 
Cuz some shit done change 
I push 100 everyday 
With my cellmate 
Gregg 
Keep it real

Fork in the toaster
She’d like to boast her successes
To anybody who will listen
A modern day Adonis
All he wants is some toast
For your safety we

one, hundred thousand miles
So stay by me and we'll be strong
We've been together for so long
Hide your doubts and lift your head
We can stop living once

bands
I'ma stop, don't wait, don't hang with no friends

Moving up days, I was out trying to get up
They went to the fall, I went to the win
While I'm

out
The money get stacked, Regardless if the sun out
Thirty nine hundred on me, Get supplied
I took a trip now my eyes open wide
Texas zoo, Come

a beautiful view of the sea
But a couple days later we came back and you and the chair were nowhere to be seen
You had magically moved to the closet eyes fixed

what I am feeling 
"Love", you're mean then charming
"You", repeat like in a loop
"?" A question mark, I'm thinking back

To when we met that day, flower

all the crap that I've seen
I wanna bury you in the deepest, darkest hole

Two hundred hits into insanity, but my mind still on tighter than yours
I

the fuck it is, big two hundred and seventy-six shit man (Spartan!)
Free the real
We be home real, fucking, soon (Aye, Aye)
These niggas (Made it through