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live at 5:45
Seven in the morning more cars arrive
My body in the basement heads in the sky
I see that sunshine it's time for Riverside
Coney Island

swerving
Opens up his door
To let on that last person
At this point it's quiet
But we slick rubbing thighs
No more conversation needed to know our desires
I

a show, I got plenty more 
Up my sleeve take it out cutting all the ropes
Only got good energy fuck the mold 
It take a toll so I got to roll
Roll up

and wanna know how
I give the same faces
Bitch I'm on my shit
The more yu see me got yu mad
You too worried bout these bitches
I be focused on this cash
We

years can pass by in the blink of an eye
Did I truly live life or simply ride the
Sands as they tumbled through the hour glass
Holding on the fine moments

believe that?
Having less, got me more like
Yea I need that
In 5 yrs, In a foreign with the seat back
This ain't rap bro
Yea a nigga really sees that took

are no mistake
Stand by your words
Never over explain
Life is one shot so make
The most of the game
Right now be Kobe with the 8
Understand in 24
This

'm wrong
Then the road through the valley ain't gotta be long
Ride into the sunset ready for a new day
I could still do more if the moon get a new phase
In

gives me comfort smile so wide and give off them no pressure vibes ride the wind yes father I will guide my people to a fun free falling sanctuary oh oh

get a wheel alignment by tomma ain’t shit to get it fixed 



Turbo with the kit lil bitch 



Automatic ion do no stick 



Shawty like when I talk dat

The Midwest got the music biz in a frenzy
I came alive when the odds stacked up against me
More of a arsonist than Arsenio Hall
My dark and cynical

Yeah
West Side
For my bitches that ride
And we never hide
So this the type of time I'm on
Fuckin' with E you locn' til the early morning
Summer times

won't lie
baby lets do it more
假装巧合相遇全都是我故意做的
打开飞行模式
only you can be my truely choice
keep focus girl
别再搭理那些stupid boys
别怀疑自己 I'll be by your side

buddy got smoked like a joint by Khalifa

Don’t know humble how I roll like a Kia



On some

Late hour Tip had to slide through 

She was like babe what

like lie, why you coming here and trying to ride
Emotion roller coaster, I know more of you
Bullshit that you spitting on the daily
Can't deny that my

hollow tips
Like Billy The Kid, two 9's by my hip

(Gat in my bed, weed on my pillow)
Ain't the one blame
When you see me in the streets
Don't call me

condemned to silence
A more politically correct form of violence, hear come the violins
Playing for you, but never for me... Guess i'm not truly free, not yet

must confest
I can't take it no longer, I want up in your mix
'Cause what I've got in store (got in store)
You'll have you wanting more! (wanting more

It's getting hard to see the good 
To find a way, to find a place in a place uncertain
The final chapter's near the end 
So one more time we'll tear

Jamopyper 
Jamo what
 Jamo who
Who’s Jamo
I don’t know him please
Sorry I have never heard of that name in my life 
You don’t know Jamopyper
I don’t

of his mind
His will to succeed feeding on his need to survive
He had drive, forget getting by, he wanted to thrive
A teen with some green dollar signs in

of the Catholic Church

But if one thing
One precious little thing
Would darken this facade
There would be such consequences

Like the night Sister Victoria
Stepped

You had me by the fingertips 
Coke and whiskey on your lips
I know for sure
That you wanna do more 
I know because you told me so
Grabbed my hands I

At times
It’s as though I’m fading
Into the everlast
Ironic cause what we hold on to never lasts
Like I’m facing futility
I must look within and discover