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One day
One day I was walking by
Seattle coffee shops when I saw a guy
Playing guitar, he could pick those strings
I walked up to him and started

I know we just met
And we're so quiet
Something about it
Doesn't seem right, yeah
Now we're staring at our screens
Nobody's talking
I would interrupt

unless the team get some
See we all about action now the talking that's done it's time for ciroc lets turn up son
Woke up next morning wit a hangover

stand how these niggas be talking bout me but back home, yeah, they momma got bed bugs
They wanna know why I said sum
Friendly game turn to a head hunt

a plumber
Like girl you ain't getting no funds
Brother move white, he call it Madonna
And I ain't talking bout her songs
Like you gotta leave by the morning

breeze dancing through the holes in your clothes, yo
Im mesmerized by the secrets that this place holds
One day your up the next minute its a case closed

the boy's gifted dawg
Truly sickening fill prescriptions out
Really ain't ready for the moves that we making
I'm talking ripping through the pavement
Ground

I just said fuck it
When I close my eyes I'm prepared to kick the bucket
Sleeping pills keeping me awake
I'm out of luck kid
Don't know how to dream

the talking that's boring and she's looking kind of nice I'm like sure
Like I just want someone who can roll with me
Either fucking way I'm getting paid
Doing

Ey man I go by the name of Basile
I'm in a booth right now
If you are dope boys you into trap man
You gotta listen to this
I be sellin' dope niggas

that it wasn't just me
And you know what I'm talking about
 
Two broken hearts and a tank full of gas
We got nowhere to go and we're going there fast

don’t got her phone nomo
Phone calls be the most
FaceTimes always show
All the curves strike a pose
Like soulja kiss me through the phone
She got a man

You know I got the racks in, ima fuck yo bitch
Then ima fuck her bestfriend, stepping with 30’s
You can really call me Stephen and naw
This ain’t

the way I talk, then I'll relax but on my two's
Never sat down to just wait that’s how a motherfucker lose
Why you still staring at me like you could afford

can’t knock me off my pivot
All of my niggas is with it, with it
We just been chasing them digits
They talking tough but they tattle telling
I’m tryna

dudes don't belong
That's why I never be paying no interest to they songs
'Cause slick talking is cheap and they proving they credit wrong (Credit wrong)

that’s inside of me
Treat the mic like a little light
Let it shine in the dead of night
All about that salt life
And I ain’t talking about Lot’s wife
Talk

don't call me by your name

My eyes are wide open
I won't make the same mistake again
It's just like an illusion
I just can't keep losing

I don't feel

Can’t climb to heaven with your hands full of penis
Dropped the biggest load it done blown them to Venus
2+2=4 call me genius
Shower in pee and they’ll

cookie dough, love it when I hear her moan
Ain't talking 'bout the ice when I say I'm gone make it snow
Oh, oh, oh you are incomparable by far
There are no

now it's on to Disco biscuits
Ima nice guy but pray u never see me with a flipped switch

If I can't wake up by the water then my auras outta order

Came in the game as a new guy 
Talking competition ain't no competition
I came in the game as a new guy
A whole lotta ego with no pride
I talk

If you call me when I'm gone
I'm probably talking to the moon and the stars
If you try to capture everything we had
You'll only fail until you have

B****, now she can feel me in her pouch (Ou-Bebble)
Purolator, how I knock and i bounce
How I was playing with that cookie, by the end call me scout (Pew