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of the father Sam My bars are grams, consumed through the air I travel uncharted lands heir to the throne I guess I'm first in line You could lead a horse
As death nears you sink deeper In his reach as you're caressed By the grim reaper As my heat enters your flesh You begin to meet up With the same
to iguanas We all change still live by a couple of mantras In a Monclair pea coat Smoke off air pre-rolls The Rider ain't crazy Just need some green like
to aim where his nose is Air it out on the front where his folks lives (Frrt Frrrt) Give a nigga a face lift We them niggas that turned nothing into
me I'm on the Nawf Got a shooter with me Really a don I just do it ya see Section full of bel air Cop the blue and the pink Fendi my feet It say Rhude
eighths, Raven tweaking Layin' with a grade-A thot, gettin' grade-A top, holdin' seances and freaking We done did all of the drugs now I gotta go I live
That's gotta be 20 feet in the air He don't care Jeff Hardy The thrill seeker Oh my God SWAN TON BOMB Whistle This another one 4 Nick Chew a nigga
On my blunt these bitches ain't puffin Hit it once bet your coughing On my block lil niggas can't be pumping I'm In the air like the jump man These are
quick It's a Chris Rock moment as soon as the pain hits If you willing to fight, my ninjas is ready to break bricks (Bah) Fortunate to having starved
Walking down this road I was Tryna get my steps right Overthinkin' everything really made My chest tight The Spirit came and hit me like A deer in
I'm fresh forever Can I get a witness Grind more business I'm the type to rock yellow diamonds that match my car You the type to live under a rock,
and Bones Silver spurs come his and hers, just live and learn Snipers on the roof’s for troops, that’s for whom it concern’s Applaud the whore’s abroad
wind Hopped out, what you want, big verb in the gin I'm a fish; you can tell by the flippers or fins C'mon [Takbir] Yo- I got a rock style Pivot
I been on the road all week, no sleep 'Cause I'm tryna make more than ends meet, yeah yeah Tryna live like I'm free Cah' you know that the money
it through the bag before you even look in it You should buy in bulk, it ain't easy to come by Everybody want it so I'm sleeping with one eye You
Well there is something in the air Liedertexte That makes it difficult to live The way we lived back in the days Liedertext When we had all
Air 1's Smurfed up My breath stinks like I burped up I'm dirty like a dirt truck Freeway music sorry but I must emerge up I always come first never
and waitin' Forward, to lettin' the music, will let me ride" Rebel Music, Rebel Music's on my side always (it's what I keep by my side) Live in the ghetto,
and waitin' Forward, to lettin' the music, will let me ride" Rebel Music, Rebel Music's on my side always (it's what I keep by my side) Live in the ghetto,
You ever been about to fuck a bitch And before you take her pants off you Can smell her pussy in the air? What about the hotels dawg? Everybody been
‘cause there’s gotta be something And by the time I’m out the game, see There’ll be probably be nothing I’m tryna move to the left and Keep y’all in
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