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Nothing but persistent thoughts of pain and gloom
All by myself in this lonely room
Look
Open up my heart and take a look homey
I think I'm bad for

you a puff
Bosses in my section
Come and get you a plug
Move it move it move it
Baby move it for us
Bottles in my section
Come and get you a cup
Dookies

let yo chest out 

Oh this the let out no i never step down windshield wiper with the K got his mans down 

Live by verses on no symptom no handouts

as a hibiscus
Live this every night grinding we like wiz kids
Sickness all in my lining it's quite cryptic
Rap patterns that batter them like hammers

need you like the blood in my veins
Every since we connected I ain't never been the same

You can be right by my side (You can be right by me, baby)
Come

Don't get stressed out by the time
Cause in a minute, you're mine
This feeling we can't rewind
This feeling we feel inside
Energy in every line

in every way
I can't live witoutchu but it's hard for me to stay
We can be together while we go our separate way
Baby girl
Tell me what you want

With you by my side girl no regret oh


eh
She call me her baby o 
Early morning kiss when she wake up o
Girl what is your weakness 
Tell me I go turn am

the casa
Ima pour that shit in the cup
Baby I poured that bitch in your mouth
Used to the heat
She live in the south
Or Canada goose
She live in the north

Yeah!
We live?
Melody on my mind like... ladadada, hey!
I said baby, baby, baa-by
Hahaha 
(Got Fuego?)

Hey! 
Baby, baby (Check, check)

Baby, baby

it gyrates
I dont judge a book by how the spines shaped
But I do judge a foot by how it looks in some wine grapes
No myspace blind dates
Just blind

Couple racks in the bag
On my way to the plug baby
Late night me and Trap
Really got it out the mud crazy
My nigga getting skrilla
Introduced him

on the pavement
Long Live White I ain't doing shit basic
Got no love in my heart shit vacant
Time going by but I'm feeling impatient
Ran off on the plug young nigga

Yea yea

Long live dawg 
Free dem members 
They just had me 23&1 in that racist ass place 
So I gotta pop my shit nigga 

cye long live Ricky Bobby

the plug land he hit me direct
I'm in the cut with Eaz I stay on the ice like Gretzky
They on the wave like jetski
Two on the spliff and I'm dead again
Damn

for that p, come by you're self
Ain't bringing your dawg in the trap, posted with some glicks
Sipping casamigos got me chilling with the freak hoes

family
Yea they keep me grounded
Surrounded by love
You are surrounded by drug
Only thing that you love is the plug
And that ain't enough
Trust me ain't

She is the muse
But she don't like the way she bein' used
Haha too bad
Too-too late I just got in my bag
I know that it's making you mad
I'll take

a mogul up in my streets
All that net talk, leave you tied up by your main bitch screaming, 'Please'
Show these niggas how to network, your plug is buying

and kill my vibe
I just wanna live so don't blow my high, blow my high
Don't blow my high, just wanna get faded baby out my mind
I just wanna live it up for

Yeah, yeah, yeah

You was born in the eighties, pops drove a Mercedes
Did a bid, comin' home to some grown ass kid
Crack baby, turn to young

I gave you all my love and you gave me my muse 
Yeah this is home, this is home 
You don't know the way you forever changed my life 

Time to time I

grand piano, baby grand pianos do not fit in New York city apartments. My dad was excited. My mom was pissed. To this day she's still pissed because they

the spot at
In the trap and the colors coming mix-matched
With the smoke and I blow it by the big batch
Lean lean pouring wok by the six pack
Smelling