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passing that smoke I say
It just one of those days, can't get no relief from this place
Let the chronic cloud my brain 'fore I completely turn insane
It

at the clouds under the sun it was fun going to the summer camp those were the cool days catching up with old friends in really all sorts of ways playing outside

Gunplay

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

dough
Smell the Cristian Dior
I used to be poor
When you cross Florida lines boy I'm your leor
Boobi boys steal
Boobi boys real
You can name alot of

that to all those other girls
Wearing the same suit

Pretty Boy
Flashy in the city and you
Think you can get with me 
You think i'm impressed
By the way

here spit
Or the shit hit the fan
You'll be crying through the tag
C'mon boy, be a man
In the hood they got keys
They got quarters, they got grams
We'll

martin’s a truck
You say you rap boy good luck
Cause u can’t ball like us

You see the cash now what 
My Aston martin’s a truck
You say you rap boy good luck

the best of stories through
Our revelations to you by this Qur'an
And before the coming of divine inspiration to you, you were among those who were unaware

Indianapolis dying days
For they could see what
Little boy's damage did
On the precipice of fascism
Our passiveness is cancerous
Power to those still strong

and fall. Them air Jordans nonslip I got a good grip and the money keep coming real quick.

Ask yourself who runs Southwest Florida, me that’s all, see you

bread
I'm smokin' on, I'm smokin' dank
I'm in those guts, I re-arrange
Switchin' positions, I'm switchin' my lanes
See what im dishin', know im here

Fuck one band boy I get by the dozen
They be paying in full I be talking bout hundreds
I keep that gold on my body
Aint got no track suit on but ya

don't like the run? 
Then Stop it boy, I'm up one
Yeah niggas we up one
Yo this is contact sports boy I'm up one

I climb back to the clouds 
life full

wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up

of livings when you're giving a lie
And you don't got to admit what you did to get by
See expectation should be raising but it's so buried in pride
And that's

they gon' run, they see that heata flying

Shoot that blick, boy, catch a opp, he meet that stick, boy
Talkin' slick, boy, dump at you, dump at your

date no lil nat Florida swoop

Honestly, I ain't never gonna be a president
All I really need is for my wrist to touch a president
Surrounded by

Black boy, this that black boy joy
See we ain't the ones that your crack destroyed
Feel that black boy, feel that black boy joy
They only recognise

know that she'd be gone
Florida baby 239 a lil' boy from out the groves
F.A.C I rep the set cause my fam know I never fold
And I done came from

every night
Every morning every night central Florida down to ride

Deadman walking if pigs be stalking In broad daylight
Y'all see protector I see

a dream
But it was clouded by reality
And just when I thought I'd been freed
See those clouds movin' in again

And you raise your eyes up to the skies

Florida shit 
That 305 that gwalla gwalla
Might not see tomorrow 
Wash the evil from your heart
That's a verse I borrowed 
See y'all boys tomorrow

Max B:
Know we just spittin' bars
Boss Don Biggavel
Broad Street Bully, Macaroni With The Cheese
French Montana (C'mon)
Got the boy rockin' with me

It's ya boy name JC
Yea the flow so hot need AC
I be chillin for a little minute in EB
But now I'm chillin in the clouds when you see me B

Okay I-

Box Chevy

Rick Ross

Turn Up Why Turn Down

fall
Just know to bring them choppers when you see me call
I tried to let them pussy niggas eat
It's time to make you pussy boys extinct
I took a quarter