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me so mad
Sorry, some of y'all just way too bad
Life comes and go just way too fast
I want to cop that new Gucci bag
Yeah, I'm a broke boy, and can

RubberBand boy
I'm Band God you should pray to the damn lord
I'm on yo track then I'm talk them bands on it
Cause ima Band Boy, RubberBand boy
I got shooters

back on track

Uh yuh
Counting that money imma count em fast
Uh yuh
Racks in my pockets imma spend em fast

Run to the money with pace
All of my niggas

I sit in the back of the class
Can not slow down, I'm living too fast
Hop on the beat, I'm attacking this track
Mama told me to stop acting like that

See me patrolling with my 9mm on the highway
You see me trillin on a roll I'm pulling up I'm on the highway
Who run up on you pullin' up fast?
Isn't

a new place 
Came with the $uicide doors 
cnd I roll me some s***** at fast pace
So yeah that's the cash race

Okay, that's life
C'est la vie when I pull

After quarantine 바로 단콘에 월드투어

그래 먹고 살 만큼은 돈 벌잖아
근데 사실 그게 중요한 게 아니었잖아
우 손절할 뻔 했 왜 이 시국에 뱉
Yeo는 들어보긴 했 암튼

Goosebumps on the track again
풀어 재낄 때가 없지

[Parody of "Complicated" by Avril Lavigne]

Eat out
Whatchya cooking for?
My friends think I'm such a bore
Just cause I won't go with them out to eat

My life going fast,
Penny on the tracks,
Feel me bout to crash

Im a heart attack
Waiting to be bad
Tell me why im sad

Flare up really bad
Can get

moving too fast, can't see what's wrong with me
These niggas changing up shi' I barely got a homie
These bitches come and go I end up by my lonely
You know

I feel I ain't got enough time
I never want to leave this stage
It went by fast I was surprised
I never want this month to change
Schools back, guess

the river on the way to the sea

If you catch a tiger by the tail, you better be ready to kill
Keep it caged it up, and your hand won't be enough to keep it

Favorite color red and black
Whip too fast for the street
So I had to take it to the track
I remember that apartment
I ain't never going back
Whip too fast

Train Without a Whistle

Pam Tillis

Rhinestoned

2007

Train Without a Whistle

Written by Jon Randall and Jim McBride



You won?t ever see the danger

When you?re laying in the arms

Of that tall dark

with their head back/
Hit me up for the loud pack, is that rapper weed,
so don't be surprised when you get taxed/
Fly by, shift fast, burning gas,

Time be moving fast like its Nascar 
Had to go and run it up like a track star
I'm outta this world like its Nasa
So high up in the sky that I can

really needs
Living out of dumpsters
Be (Dead by 23)
Do anything to get his fix
Track marks is all he'll ever be
(He's lost all his humanity)
Go fast go

(yuh)
Then we all coolin' (yuh)
By the oceanside (yeah, yeah)
Tight like the Goonies (ow, ow)
I can't switch up
Too much of a swisher
This where I'm good

So where were we oh YO 

SO I GO HARD FAST FLOW LIKE IM ON A POGO IN SLOWMO WITH NO FORTY FO' NO RUN IN WIT THE PO PO FO SHO NO DOH' AS AN ARTIST YOU

So where were we oh YO 

SO I GO HARD FAST FLOW LIKE IM ON A POGO IN SLOWMO WITH NO FORTY FO' NO RUN IN WIT THE PO PO FO SHO NO DOH' AS AN ARTIST YOU

fast, turn

Saw that this was not another vault
Mixed up and uncovered by the fault

Slowly passed the tide
And find myself out there
No one could ever

Killas back, I just smoked a couple packs
If the cops try to run up, skate away real fast
Tony hawk, I flip shit, pancake sweet drip
If u ain't do

once I get started, you better run it back, cause I'm spitting on this track
So fast if I stop, I could be prone to whiplash but
Still I recover,

Benji, Benji
Yeah, uh
If the paper ain't green can't trust it
I'll move on fast
Ain't nothing
Trying to go score for score
With a man like me
You