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Dicky[01:50.80]Sometimes it's Young Sinatra by Logic[01:53.27]Other days, J. Cole comes through the speakers with The Come Up or The Warm Up or Friday Night
make listen to bullshit all day long
I just need the shoulder rub at night and maybe some
Top off in the morning and baby if you don’t
I will kiss your
I don't know what I'ma do
How we Gone get it
But I know some how
We gone find a way to get it though
Shit by any means
We gone grind to get it
CruUp
NEVER SWITCH
I JUST GET RIGHT
WHOADIE BY SIDE, 40 SIPPIN RIGHT
WALK MY WALK
TALK MY TALK BIH
THIS MY SAUCE
WHAT IT COST
I DONT CARE BIH
SMOKING
Von
Skilow be sleeping with a stick right by the door, it ain't no running up
Late night, we Crippin' on they bitch-ass, get down low, Drac' got
Roll in the ti ti tide
Wessy Water from the side
503 to be exact
Northern US to the right
Get high every ni ni night
Got me wipin' at my eyes
Ion clear
We'd all come together due to a series of misfortunate,
there was a baptist and a rabbi, a marxist and an orphan
and we got trashed.
it took 40 days
40 days of rain.
40 nights it poured.
I can't take it anymore,
It's getting overboard.
I lean forward.
Wandered through mountains,
Ran through
Intro:
40 Days in the sun to think again
40 nights of twinkling lights that sing
I hear the howl of some lost soul beat trough the night I think
my niggas play for keeps
Got the 7 in my paw, it's the 40
In the house blowing down like I'm Corey
Shorty tryna blow me now, I got her horny
She gotta
(Uhhh uhhh woahh)
How you hate on the gang and want be us
Gotta kill us cause they can not beat us
I told forty keep rolling them beaters
Need
Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi
Forty days and forty nights
Lying here, waitin' for the mornin' light
In my mind, it's just a dream
This hole in my life
Is not really what it seems
Washing away with the waves
Popping that oxy and dying for days
I can't escape my dirty ways
Keeping that forty tucked while I decay
(Aye)
I am
a Ferrari or drink like I'm Charlie (Harper)
Fortress by the beach prolly thinkin its always
A fire on a hot day, but I get so lonelay
Total Drama Island,
Washing away with the waves
Popping that oxy and dying for days
I can't escape my dirty ways
Keeping that forty tucked while I decay
(Aye)
I am
enhances as each day goes by
Allow me to walk you through your demise
Phase one
Lumps on the groin and armpit
Second stage
Black spots over the legs
had Jordans
When he walked through that water
Did they sip on a 40
When it rained like
40 day 40 nights
Celebrating to a new life
Dreaming of the day
the grass grow, under your feet, no-
Body can tell you what it is you really need, go
Get it yourself and water your seed, grow
Surrender to the moment, never
the game, hungry and raw
Still keep the strap, who the fuck you gon' rob?
20 bands all in 20's, like I still do fraud
Remember them days I would get
in your eardrum
Forty-five bar seminar, ghetto rap star
Slide like water rats through the Staten Reservoir
Swingin swords cut your mic cord, snatch
up Math?
Mickey Mirrors, true blessings
For what, X Era
Takin it to the clear this year
{Myalansky}
Faggots nervous but it's time to dance with night
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
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