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half-opium, half-alcohol concoction known as “blood medicine”. Across town at 51st and Charlotte Avenues in Sylvan Park, an antebellum home known
'til I make it
And I walk it like I talk it
And I'm chilling with my amigos
And I'm all up in the 'Rari
With a hand on the wheel, girl by my side
And my
momma taught me that if I
Was in a grocery store
And I’m by myself and a
Stranger grabbed my hand
Scream at the top of your fucking
Lungs if I’m
Champs-Élysées
Sun goes down hit the clubs in Ibiza
Met a guy, private jet to Japan
I need a tan catch some rays in Cabo
Fill up my passport, soon I'll need a new
him down in old Japan
Say ye'
Well there ain't no better blend
Than Joe Ely and his Texas Men
Where the wind blows
I ain't seen none like that
all up in my soul
Feeling so empty but tryna stay whole
This is how I feel when I'm all alone
All by my lone
All on my own
I done did all this shit all
to Charlotte
I keep a blick, I don't wanna be a target (I ain't tryna be a target)
In North Carolina, Grandma's eyes getting teary
Too many gone, I just wanna
Use the space to free your mind
Before you lie to yourself in denial
Hope it makes you feel good
(Feels good I know, you feel it too)
Tell me cause it
more good times than JJ had
Judging by the look in your eyes, you see it
Let no man sever, welcome to forever
[Chorus: x3]
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
you
Buy you nice things
But in return
Gon’ need some good brain
Gon’ need a head doctor to patch me up right
I want sister Marry ‘cause her pussy so
back in LA but this time I said I ain't recording it
Got me a room i hit up the plug i told him I landed and I need sum more of it
Fly back to Charlotte
the ultimate prize
To see complete defeat in his opponent's eyes
He made his entrance through the juvenile crowd
The air in the building was thunderously loud
He
on whoever out there tryna stop me
I get that bag Gucci Prada flag
Catch me in Japan with a mask
I be in the dark scheming with my mans
Cop it by the bow, blow
I just wanna be stuck with you girl
I just wanna make you my own world
I see you up in the evening crowd
And I need you by side right now
Cause I’m
They're sick with fright
In the Isle of Wight
And jittery in Japan,
The Irish groan and shout, lads,
Maybe because they're Celts,
They know they're up
They're sick with fright
In the Isle of Wight
And jittery in Japan,
The Irish groan and shout, lads,
Maybe because they're Celts,
They know they're up
Until yo whole crew gone
Hang a nigga by his shoe lace
Leave his mother fucking shoes on
I been feeling good
Wilding with my apes
Rolling banana woods
I
believe
Spinning round like I'm a chopper Feel my circle smaller
I manifest like a demon in front of a producer
I'm not really that good but to find
see I lived in Florida (Yeah)
New York, Alabama, VA
I have that formula for them east coast cities
I lived in Charlotte I'm no foreigner to North
kick it
You know you In the trenches
When yo barber keep that blicky
Aye somebody pass the gas cuz
Swear this nigga finna temp me
Ian Neva by my dolo
one thing he needed to see After all he was a toy duck in a claw machine SCD, shared custody duck he was won by two not one shared custody duck in his
I close my eyes and see you there
I wanna be again by your side
In your arms
And stay like this forever
I see you standing in the crowd
I long
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