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the sprite
So high I fly by
Intergalactic night
Ultimate fighter
Low rider
I'm a sniper
Ocean Breeze
Turn the flower to the smoke
And the water to the ice

like Mrs. Winners
Off healing, I don't know where we headed, God with us though
Bad chicks on the couch, that's Arsenio
The way we take these rap

Yep
It’s a beautiful day today
I’m Ace Volar, and this is my bro 80Gritt
Check it, look, Volar
Kick push or get pushed back, lil’ homie
Heel-flip his

but you Up in my head
Emotions running tried to play me But you played yourself
I wish that he would take a low blow Keep it by the belt
Mind racing

나올거야 everyone stay strong

어떤 의미론 I've been quarantinin' for years
은둔자의 삶을 살기로 했기에
I've been staying low
Going through my train of thoughts
매일 곡 쓰며

Khalid (yeah)

100% she can do a 360 on it 


Oh

My bad Lil baby 

She Bad bad like Riri

I’m high off the ceiling 

Jump man ina building 


Jordan

seconds
Tell them boys to try pursue me
Comin' back like Lil Boosie
I'm workin' at the game like it my duty
TV motherfuckers don't know what they doin'

laid
I see Benjamin Franklin and Andrew Jackson
So Im a hit the pole full of action packin
Keep it on the low I be really macin'
I be getting doe like

Alright, Mr. Avila, thank you for coming here today
I see you're already laying down pretty comfortable
So, uh, we can get started
Real quick, just

still die broke
From the poor to the low to the all high Pope
And I quote the Highness has spoke let your mind elope
And light a pipe of smoke
Mix drinks

fuck me too
All my niggas got pape
She don't know who is who
And if we keep it on the low
She a fuck the crew
I got a hundred in the stash box
I been

healin was a killin, it's a feelin you feelin
When I'm chillin on ben lows and sisters and brothers
I wear hats and pack gats the same color as my L's
I

expected of me
Paying homage to those that shaped me as a whole
You could say there was flags thrown cuz it had me in a hold
Grabbed me by the soul
When I

We had to use the stove
Momma use to struggle
Tried to help her out
By sellin' lows
Gave the hood some hope
Just follow me
I'll find a pot of gold
Knew

Eyes low I can't blink though
Mix another drink tho
Like it we gon' link hoe

Hundred deep I'ma put em in the sky
Gotta get it in every other night 
I

And the niggas wanna block
When I'm balling in the mix
With BJ and Shay
Throwing up the South Klique

South Klique is what we claim
And niggas you know the name
We

South's on My Mind

Crooked Lettaz

Grey Skies

1999

done came and left
I'm by myself, with your traces 
And my yard you know it's hard, mentally-scarred
Brain-barred little cousin Joe, I done seen

the devil will still try
He sending big Snitches wearing lil' wires
Hops in the mix and tries to poison you with his ill mind
I’m finna decimate all

Mr. Browns
Thick bitch with some lil'-ass tits, all my bitches brown
I'm done wonderin' if it's smoke, nigga, I'm just gon' gun you down
Nigga, kill

cess to endo, fill it up with petro
Fixing on my lego, let go of my ego
Get in with my little bro, getting up when the rooster blow

[Lil Flip]
I

healin was a killin, it's a feelin you feelin
When I'm chillin on ben lows and sisters and brothers
I wear hats and pack gats the same color as my L's
I

again and again, yeah, my money be agin'
Now I don't want nothin' basic
I mix the Virgil with Louis, it's people that's hatin' (yeah)
I be low-key when

Up to speed slowly
On the low key, Kindles is phony D
Taste stale
See the world in shades of gray-scale
Right there in black and white
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