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It's that shit that make you
Feel like you can levitate
Every king needs his theme music
Let that bass work, take your time with it
See, patience is

always make her laugh
Even when she's feeling down, we'll run a couple laps
And she loving that, and she loving me too
But where's the fun in that if her

on Enzo
She wanna fuck with the head dawg
Check up I walk in like hello
Say its just her and her fellow
Don't think that they got the memo
The team? Nah we

hear when you wake though
Yeah
Smokin that high grade
Yeah El Pengo
Chops by the corner
Lemme stop by the bank though
Run this shit one time for the gang

your shot, better fix your aim
Yeah, Yeah, Standing strong, Plan to be here long
Take a pause after we're long gone
Came a long way from our high school

on
With no make up on
Then she switch it up, put the make up on
She put the make up on
You can call me big papa
Feeling foxy? I’ll call you Ill nana
We can

Room In Here

The Game

Malibu

2016

What can we do?

She had a bright smile, big white teeth, I mean
Whiter than a white T, remind me of wifey
Met her at the studio, sort of like a high

The minute I wake up I gotta get high
The homies we found us a way to get by
Let's call us some bitches and have a good time
A lot of bottles

You ain't gotta prove nothing Baby just show it
Trying to get coo with M.E. Shawty I know it
Feeling so high when she with M.E. I'm floating
Speeding

high, I'm rolling like cloud nine
She out here looking like snow white
She blow a pipe, she fucking me all night

All night, all night
Got the gang, we

we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla
Cause Im comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo
I even gotta tight what cut from the playa Joe
Man let me get

a feeling inside and a villainous side
Feelings aside, taking the high road I’m hitching a ride
I’m feelin the drive, closing my eyes
Take me where you wanna

Tapped in high, frequency energy
Meditating on natural scenery
Where we from we were running from buggleries 
Now we running to burn off some callories(ay)

cooking up vibes she telling me lies
She doesn't love me I can tell by the look in here eyes
Her love isn't real it's drugged with appeal
I'm asking what's

Staring in the mirror
Seeing the best version of me
Steady dropping tears
Cause I ain't where I use to be
Got joy in my eyes
It's the prize I can see
Ima

When the storm hit, she was attempting to dye her hair
Cover the grays that would certainly take up the majority of her head had she chose to let it

with a zippy
Came through with a gypsy, name Mod Sun
But she call me that hippy

Yo
I'm the dog that you always see the cat chase
Vegas, we finally in

use that favor
I want the drop
She want some Louis gators
We can talk about that later
East Atlanta
Learning bout Martin Luther King
Hearing shots

side
Seven sides
I see visions
I see lights
I see through you
I see lies
Out the house
I'm out by night
She ain't the one
But we take flight
She gets

Shit this was not by chance
Riding with your girl and she loving the romance
Crowd screaming for me speakers blast they all dance
King of the world bitch

Smokin' and we killin'
Fuck your feelin', bout to makin'
Touch the ceilin' bitches moanin'
We still grinnin', we do hustlin'
Now your city call me a king
I

have it hard as they claim
Catch me out in Atlanta get into something
If she leaving wit me then you know she rolling
Got that bitch and she rolling

We ride around with the top down
You talking shit you get talked down
You fuck with us you get shot down
You can't tame me no lockdown
I get right up

get it popping
With ecstacy know we getting honest
Ima fallen king cuz I'm outta options
My heart would beat but now it's stopping
Cried the tears