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the underground
How the fuck we keep straight with people that won't come around
December I was seaside, chilling at beach the side, only when you turn your back

Qualifications were a push
Sensations are the pull
I worked out my last pickle
I got nothing else to deal
I am a boy until I've bled for real
Blissful ignorance

burning
Got their tongues tied
Heads keep turning
When we walk by
See it clinging
To my body
Boys start singing
Looking fine, baby
Wheels start churning
We

fan
I just cuffed you up in my bars
Last i checked you was acrophobic
Look at you now
You hang with a star
Look at you now
Imagine a crib by the suburbs

Eyes blissed by the hot sun
The boys in the park look good
The ice cream caresses her lips
While a slight breeze carries her away
Far from my reach,

in Brickell Key
I'm right by the beach
How you hot as me
When I bring the heat
Like I'm Wade
I go hard like the rock, but I'm not Dwayne
Young lean

I just beat the block, jumping off them squares
My jeans saggy, cuddling my air's
Ny fitted, cover up my head
That boom bap drum kick, followed by

are burning
Got their tongues tied
Heads keep turning
When we walk by
See it clinging
To my body
Boys start singing
Looking fine, baby
Wheels start

strives for pleasure
That only strives for dopamine and the sweet spots of life
I've killed the boy and drafted the man I always wanted to be
By killing

Born to Run 
Music & Lytics by Bruce Springsteen

In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through

I'm a boss,
Now we at Neiman's it use to be ross,
I had to leave em ain't gave me a choice,
My momma told me don't play with them boys,
I came from

Dead until proven living he said to me
Over rolling hills of power lines bicycle boy is still un-free
Sea salted knuckles wrapped around words

Sunday morning by the beach
It ain't very hard to reach
There's a place you gotta go
A place everybody knows
This is the only place
That I see your

I exist
Let the moon smile down on my face
Don't you dare shed any tears by my grave
I'd prefer it that way
I'd prefer it that way

The girls are

down the street, yeah
You're gonna look at your girlfriends and boys
And say right there, that's my man
That's my man

And I know he's my man
Whoo! Yeah,

I said niggas had bricks, I couldn't even get a zip
They know it's Rico, I love the hustle like I'm Mitch
Niggas tryna keep up, boy, you better pay

know that you cried
It's the past, smile now
It's the past, smile now
I cannot know what I cannot love
A boy on the beach with the stars still above
You

eccentric,
Hustle concentric,
Get it by any means Necessary!
Hustling na necessity(huh)
Melanin's stay extra popping!
Hit the beach straight after shopping

on tv , huh
Spend a couple days by the beach , huh
Or in the hood , where we trappin’ out the Beamer 

It’s bout that time I get into that peach , huh

up but sometimes
it's worth a while

Look at dear Susan walking down by the beach
Anyone would say she's the happiest girl you'd meet
She seems

They thought I could only get paid from a combine
Yeah, okay, yeah, that's a damn lie If I call bae, then you know it's lunchtime
Boy, damn, you must've

chilling with whores

Me and my camp steady stacking the growth

Promise my fam
My gran
We done living broke
I live by that code
I ain't never gone' fold
I

close the windows cos i like when it stanks
They thought shit was sweet like white boys pulling pranks
I'm outta pocket that's loose change
Life's

got em coughing up slugs
Sleep in the grave I'm surrounded by bugs
I gotta beam I gotta Glock
Not gonna stop till I'm popping is top
Shooting his body