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(L-l- l-lactizy on the track ey)

(Lalalaaa)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah i'm coming for the top
I cannot be stopped
Im washing up ashore
I've been out here by

wish
Now I'm just stuck with a bunch of monsters
And the only way out is by shooting the shit
I've won me too many adventures, I'm waiting for problems

listen up, yeah you gon' move your feet
Cause it's so sweet and it's unique, made by the beast
Felt by the north, south, west, to east

Dropped by the one

Getting down is the type of shit I'm on
We can make it short, make it long
I ain't tryna waste no time girl come on
We'll be done by the end of this song

me in my eyes and tell me, do I look like your savior
Nah, so fuck you, fuck them, and fuck all of that
I'm just tryna do this shit and get by, so get

(ooh)
VVs on my pinky (splash)
Gucci fanny fuck a pocket (ooh)
Plugged in like a socket (bitch)
Career shootin' like a rocket (yeah)
Huh, they

the daisies
Fore you're under six feet
Walk the street
Get a bite to eat
Because life is not a gratuity

The song that roars where the rocket soars
Loose step

off, bitch all I do is pop off
With every song, I hope to reach the top now
But hold up, I ain't never gonna stop 
Gonna keep trapping, tryna get my

above
Bonnie to my Clyde
Heartbeats like we on the run
Got me burnin up
Like a rocket on reentry
So I’m tryin to put you in a castle
And lace you up in

And she love to make lovin'
Told her she don't mean nothin'
But she still come back like it's nothin (Come back)
She told me take off like a rocket (Take

follows me
Everyone bothers me
You did not father me
You are like my own seed
I hit the bottom and now I’m on rocket league
I cannot find a bitch who

giving thanks
A confession or the plank
Walk it, talk it
You could stop it
But it's too late
On a rocket
Being honest
Being on it
You could profit
In

flow so fast like super sonic
Y’all hating so y’all change the topic
Imma take off like a rocket
Pocket switching cuz I (uh)
Lyrically feel like another

Verse 1:

Austin representer to the end
By time I was ten I was long gone
I was on that east side boy, no Lil Jon
I would with my grandma making

not matter cause I'm destined to be
I ain't pop a pill, sober for a while and I'll keep on going
This ain't no J. Cole song, but she know it, yeah she

could just keep moving on
But sometimes I wonder if I'm lost
Don't wanna keep hiding too long
So I'll just vent thru my songs
Y'all hating on me and all

on a roll
This beat man I rocked it, must be in Houston surrounded by Rockets
Tom Brady I'll loft it, forty-five bet I still not even lost it
People would

don't know her in public
I seen niggas die I'm happy that I learned something from it
I made two songs like this one already nigga but fuck it
I see

THE SUN cND INTO THE SKY 
LIKE SITTIN BY THE FIRE GETTING DRUNK FEELIN GOOD ON RED WINE 

c DIcMOND IN THE ROUGH
cN EcGLE FLYIN cBOVE
c SHOOTIN STcR
TEXcS

sayin on that song boy you straight cappin
Pussy
He don't want  no static He don't want no action
Nowadays people won't fight So ima get to clappin
All

having much in my pockets Worried I'll run short when the check comes run out like a rocket
Struggling with identity, uh
When I'm gone they remember me, uh

kinky
Had me feeling like a mom
Trying to fuck with my life
Not going on
I took that shit
And I threw it in a song
Grabbed her by the neck
And I shot her

burdens and scares
And then I'm gone give you so much love you think its bursting your heart

As we transition to the melody
Life is like I song I dance

no cap
That's the way I be rappin
Blasting off like Team Rocket in a basket
Blasting off again ass dude
Master, bastard, goth, opinionated
Slashing off