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field, wind sways
Ford, Dodge, Chevrolet, rust bucket, still blaze
Everything gets dirty tryna' pave that way
I ain't never had a hand out, never had

a stylish asshole like a young Tom Ford
Ya know
What do you know
Got nothing to lose
Hang on or let go
It's easy to choose
Nothing to show
Everything to prove

worthy of the top floor
Cuz you ain't wasting my time for Some tom  fords
Yea I got issues
And you prolly got find more

Only time will tell
If we defeat

Living in the matrix
Everything digital
You can get shot in real life
Over crypto
Keep the noise down on the low low
Anywhere Money at
Death will go

The lemon sugar with the pancakes and the butter topping everything
The soaked hair from the hot bath with the new shoes and the chain
The new girl

fucking I dead her
The caramel skin doused in Tom ford
I know them bitches mad when they see walk through the door

Invert the image, print on the hoodie

still will ascent
A beast that will never be tamed
Enslaved by the thoughts in my brain
I must entertain
I must write a passage of pain
To prove

Girl I thought that it was obvious
You getting finer by the day baby
Aye
Aye
Yee
Ford
Oh yeah
I been on you since you hit me on that IG
Talking every

you see why I ride with Tesla over a fucking ford
'Cause like them wanna change the world
Not screw the next person in need of a vehicle
Tryna get

(Stay righteous with thedeViator)

Ayo
There's a blind woman crossin' the street with nobody escortin' her
The person drivin' the Ford Escort just

sneak diss I ont feed into weak shit when you chasing money cant entertain no broke shit gotta stay focus no Ford but go toward your success trust I'm

dream before
Can't afford to blow this
Sold my '17 Ford for a car that's a lot more
Cause the door handles pop out
Take the opportunity by the throat so
I

winning
Blow smoke to the ceiling
Manifest when I'm dreaming
Manifest with my team and
Hit a mad address and we're steaming
Everything has got meaning

Windex on the window
Without you I've got a clear view
Traded in my ex
Scion for a Porsche
Could've had a Honda
Could've had me a Ford
But the way they

ain't wanna play wit me
That envy shit is real I'm everything them niggas hate to see
Own Whip, Own Crib, a Fucc is what I don't give
I got bitches hating

getting more than plenty
Never been ordinary, I've been getting dollars by the truckload
So just be sure you're ready with a Ford or Chevy
I'm quite modest

the Angel Boy surrounded by some young lords
Bad bitch no drawers doin' my chores
You actin' like you paid dude with money daddy gave you
You ain't got it

worth living,rolling this nugs that i place in my lap
I twist like the helix, this is my thesis if I give everything i'll get everythign back
How did my

Dedication

Brotha Lynch Hung

Blocc Movement

2001

that
 I remember when I had it made
13 with a whole verb
Used to catch me comin' down the street clownin' in my convertible Ford ?
I used to be all

a Ford or I, should have aborted
I'd be watching tapes they'd have recorded
Till I'd be full of hatred & deal with shit retarded
Started drinking Guaro

it meant for it, my drive keep me focus tough enough to build ford, my eyes keep em open up enough that billboards, became a sign they don't advertise

all
You're not coming back
From the grave
And I don't miss you anymore
I'm saved
'cause once I get this album made
Everything will fall into place

No

everything
To make it done 
And just fun enough 
For another thing 
What about that bing 
The ting the high pitched sound 
Like a ring circling around 
Oh yeah

crafted, add this shit
To the vocal opera
Godfather of flows
Like I'm Francis Ford Coppola
You copping pleas, cough and sneeze
Cause you ain't popular