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Has the luck of green struck by? Is there a pot of gold?
I can prolly ask God, He be like “I don't know”
We haven't talked for some years
Guidance

to meet ya
Her eyes was glossy, my eyes was hazy
The way that she lookin' is drivin' me crazy

Slide to the bar, can I get you a drink
I can read your mind,

the baddest
But be threatened by
Any shawty coming wit some status
Like to keep em on a leash
While they go workin their magic
But this one here is different
He

call the cops
Why y'all niggas worried about my voice in my damn room
Just like Jokic, pack them up and send they ass to Cancun
Dropping every chance I

É que a galera ta louca demais, véi
Cats tried to profit off me got an open tab still
Always heating up the room - huh
They gon' bleed when they see

I've been in an awkward situation
Strange hotel room at 2 a.m
You'd think I'd learned before
Then I'd go and do it again

If I didn't get caught

But you made it through them obstacles
To find another girl like you it's impossible
It's getting hot up in this room no wasting time now
Looka the way

Wanna chop we tap
Big shhh and i tap'd in
Royles Royce and we tap'd in
I know i know

Ya Ya Ya Ya
Looking more O
Meh King
Got to
Gotchu
My room
Sound For

shared
I hope this sadness
Won't outlive us
We would drive around to old bands
By old I mean to the black keys
Had our first fight to the weight of love

catch a vibe
In this room
Im a king
This my kingdom I rule
Girl I'm so hypnotized
When you move
Feelin shy?
I'll close my eyes just for you
You could pick

on smile only I know
You were at a bar laughing out loud, it seemed
From afar you're happier without me
Guess I get it; I'd be happier without me
Outgrew all

Of guap for a car g
Spending that on a brass type
Get a saxophone or a suisiphone
Spend a million hours in my room alone
I’m just cheffing cheffing cooking

personally
And they say "Hi!"s murderer
Should be behind bars

Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket

I met this girl in bombay
Alishaaa
Kaali dress, kaali heels
Unke niche red
Bombay ki story, akeli voh bar pe
Whiskey neat glasses
Voh aankhon me dekh

catchin' his eye
So he rolled back home to the hotel room,
Scrubbed himself from a bar in the shower
And showed the world how to get really, really, really

away
But I'm waiting for the good part to come like they say it will
I've yet to see it still
I'm haunted by
Those Friday nights
When we got high
But I'd

cryin' and shakin' reciting every single one of your bars?
They tell me you can win a race with a steady pace
Hare and tortus callin' me a turtle in this

Skill is really ill, they should really call me skill-es
You don't got the bars, you don't know?
You is skill-less
Get it by the pound, smoking loud,

Swear to God
By Lexa Terrestrial and OMENXI I I

Guys who can't rap smoking grass
Giving Fat Lip bullets in my Brain
And my Mouth is my Gat, kid
I'll

your funeral for
Your game's dead inky carcass
Baldi's the hard hitter
Bar spitter claimin' the market!
If my protégé had been
Assigned an art display

Griselda, by Fashion Rebels

Now, look you're nobody till
You catch a body
My little head busta on his second body
FNH with the fuckin' drama
I told

write bars inside my iPhone

That's how it is but not how it be yo
That's how they live
But not how they see yo
The world steady changing
Look around

in my pot, start
To mix it, when I spit it's like down B
My bars will drop hard
Yeah I've been popping villains
Man I feel just like a rockstar!
I stop

order lemon pepper eat it by the bar
Every lost made me stronger I just try to right my wrongs
Had to move without
All you mother fucker's that sold me