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and turn the lights out And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck Private school, daycare, shit medical bills I pay that I love your
gequatscht Ich höre mir was an - breche ab beim ersten Satz Denn ich hab überhaupt kein Plan, was sie da reden Vielleicht bin ich zu prall, oder die alle
I'm cool Go Vin Diesel in the Coupe Oh that's your main bae? She let me go in her From the I.E. really makin' bands off medical center Still gettin'
your main bae? She let me go in her From the I.E. really makin' bands off medical center Still gettin' head on the highway like a real nigga Still
J'fais, souvent les mêmes conclusions Seuls les raisons divergent Ni Jedi ni Sith Comme Ahsoka Jfais des bails pour mon clan Y'a des failles dans le plan
come here to play B-O-A, no I can't be with Chase Free my brother for that high speed chase Smokin' on-Smokin' on medical when I'm in LA smoking on dope
Twisted the medical, passed me the flame I elevated without no hesitation My mind was just racin', I couldn't complain My body was lifted the hustle I
the ting like some man Conspire against me what a dumb plan See my darg in the background Can't put the strap down He's just itching to bun man Kill'em all
Terrain ouais j'suis comme Abidal Le tiek's c'est pas mal mais Tricard la frappe est para-médical Si tu voulais m'sher-cla t'as pas le Level c'est pas grave
withdrawals from crack now I’m Bald and fat Movin in a trance slow from the Edible No ambulance but I’m Rollin the medical On a different path but the road is
clways foil up some up plan Leave our people disjointed Weed smokers in building PTSD appointments Got a medical card Drown out all the noises Got
of time Fingertips reeking of cigarettes I'm trying to make plans I'll soon forget Cause I'm drinking anything for days on end To stop the never-ending
I got that mazaradi, gran turismo Mystic, high credential Blessed potential, flow poetical Legendary stitched, ya need medical Wizzle Let me
ce genre) Tu prends ce genre mais c'est pas médical Si j'roule ce genre, moi, c'est pour méditer J'mets pas mes coudes mais mes pieds sur la table
don't do no hard drugs, and don't plan to start up But I light up in my studio, this job is so kushy I've been doing this for decades, I don't smoke
gequatscht Ich höre mir was an - breche ab beim ersten Satz Denn ich hab überhaupt kein Plan, was sie da reden Vielleicht bin ich zu prall, oder die alle
and turn the lights out And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck Private school, daycare, shit medical bills I pay that I love your
God's electrician sparked up the heavens once again Heading northbound on the 7:10 And the Lord said let there be commuters Talking pension plans
Young intellect with fear gone, I'll take a bear on A bigger plan, forever young, call a nigga Peter Pan God told me young that I would be the man' it's
the victim now I spit this for my people that have been locked down Seen good ones taken away too soon From the drugs and the medical abuse Neglect
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