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Back to the Motel 6 to park 
Unsafe riding after dark

Cruisin' into town flanked by my platoon
I am rockin' One Eyed Jack's Saloon

she split in two, now her name is dutchess
Cruisin' down Florence to the 710,
Switchin' lanes, Martin King, then back to work again
That's my morning

Put the haters away now its time to ride
Ride
Ride
Ride
Ride
Ridin around with the top down
Just killin time by cruisin around
Let my stereo blast with

Only in Cali Cali Cali California

You and me cruisin palm trees, come and lay with me
I'll put your mind at ease 
California love
Don't think about

said please stay
Got em runnin like a relay

She want me bring her round
To hold her upside down
Don't go out sad never frown
We jus reppin young kings

hear 'em callin'
When I'm cruisin' round the streets
Ball but never fall 
If I'm losin' then they cheat
I'm appalled 
By everybody dodgin' peace
Rather

Reach for inside and be yourself you gonna like that
We need world peace, then FTL up on my ship
Flying past stars- try'n'exist
I'm cruisin fast my

folks
Living too good you thought it was a hoax
Shoutout to my team let's have ah toast 
Humble & hungry so I do not boast
Cruisin & surfin' they know I'm

a problem she ain't stressin
Told her man to mow the lawn cruisin in the Rubicon
I aint no monkey I was made with a purpose
Laying these words down with

click
Im on my real thug shit
Red eyes so closed I can barley see shit
And all these wack fuck boys
Think they step to me
Im a king to these peasents

In heaven
And nigga we cruise
And nigga we cruise
Now I'll be rollin in a drop top
Drop top drop top
Bentley in heaven in heaven
Cruisin down Woodward

no stress, my money invest
We could together, hmm, big things
She must already know who the big king
Take a look on the ice, bling, bling

And I
I got

McDonald's, took it to my stashbox, 560 State St.
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons wippin' pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexus
Drivin' so

McDonald's, took it to my stashbox, 560 State St.
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons wippin' pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexus
Drivin' so

talk is cheap
But they keep spewin'
All these million dollar words
They say the good die young
Guess I'm about halfway
To hell by now
Cruisin' down

Yeah
Yeah
Fuck you mean
Everywhere I go
It feels like a dream
And I ain't talking Works
Tell Shawty
Make that ass fucking Twerk
For a king
Like I'm

The Prime of Kenny Silvers (Parts 1 & 2)

Generation X

Valley of the Dolls

1979

Kenny Silvers 
The boy who disappeared,
Kenny Silvers 
The boy who disappeared

Kenny gets by on a fiddle almost every day
Chasing his

made it

Look how far, look how far
Look how far
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, no, no (yeah)

All the opps are cruisin' life, you overcame
But you

girls just tend to like us
'Cause we cruisin' to the top and
They only want a ride up
Got a flow for every song, gotta for every
We do this shit like

sorry for mistakes I made
I'm sorry for the games I played
All you did was care day by day
But just eventually became my raid
Now I'm cruisin

shadow work to bring the lightness
raised by the borough how you questionin our guidance
tight grips on push bikes pedallin the night strip
rappin

level
Hard, but I'm gentle
Racin' the countdown
Racin' through downtown
Never will I bow down
I'm a king, need no crown
Got the green by the pound
Plant

Sitting in my room all by myself

Linkin up Rhymes for my mental health 

My minds playing tricks on me

Bush wick Bill 

When facing opposition I 

Push

Gang be dressin’ like we kings but I got the fade by Ace
I ain’t even trying trust me you don’t wanna race
Man there’s only one AJB, I cannot be replaced