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Let’s go for a late night drive
Got no destination in mind
Gas in the tank and you by my side
Let’s turn the radio up
And see where the road takes us

the beep goes boop You a jumbo shrimp platter
Maybe you caught that oxymoron
But boi know this I need that bell by the door gone
I wrote these rhymes while

one by one
Radio loud, my heart is pounding, what’s been done is done
Gonna call up all my friends and try to have some fun
But your memory chases me

back
N I let it go
You keep me going round like a merry go
N I keep you turnt up like a radio
What's the scenario
I know you feel it though
She looked

This weeks been really slow
But soon it's time to go
I wake you up by tossing rocks at your window
I don't care what we do
As long as I'm with you

hear your voice
Or have your touch and kiss your lips
'Cause I don't have a choice
Oh, what I wouldn't give
To have you lying by my side
Right here,

on a caddy I don't play round
No mo twistin up a fattie cuz I'm saved now
Sober I could hear the lion face growl
Check game, come get a plate of what i'm

down, big dogs on the compound
Paybacks on the way around if you got a problem better say it now
I am happy we reunited, here come the rap I am Leonidas

sirens and pirate radio as lullabies round here.

Here, what we don't say, builds bridges. To tie a noose of resentment and jump from.
To Let go, just

bright
Probably cos what I say comes from spite
Fuck you I'll say what the fuck I fucking like
Tough shit if that makes you uncomfortable
Do you think I

to the bone, what a carry on
And hey
I might have just missed her
But I'm ramblin' on
Gotta carry on

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah Ah

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah Ah

Sure

the newest hottest mastermind in the music industry
Mr. Nick

It's called the perfect lie
Brought on by no one but I
The dead horse is the key
To my dignity's

5, 4, 3
Fly wit me
Shawtey, we about to take off
And you know we are hot

What you hear is not a test
If that's your best I'm not impressed

I'm done
I'm done apologizing
I'm done being persecuted for my strength
You people should be thanking Christ that I am who and what I am because you

We putting diamonds on our Pinky's
And out Lady's too
Listening to music on the Radio
Like, "that shit Pooh"
Now we hop up in the stu and look what we

telling you what you think you want
Billion dollar thinker just test me nigga if you think I won't
1992 my mother knew she had birthed a king
Why you pay

john
Does she deserve my life oh no
I'm a sucker
She ain't worth no life
Not mine
Cry me a river if you want
Scar tissue on the radio
Killing it in

feeling defeated
She was the one
The one I needed
She shattered my heart into a million pieces
Didn't think our love would ever expire
Thought you'd stay by

Time flies when you spend it high
Everyone's just trying to get by
Make it through the day
Who are you to say what's right or wrong
Who are you

singing what they say

Can you play one, that we all know
How bout something that we all can dance to
We wanna hear something faster
We're doing shots

take out the lies and go fix that
S M S-travagant M A N!
Been rappin since 10, wait 15
Now I'm slicin them by pen S A I M I N G
If S A.I.M - leave cah

seem clueless
But my reality lucid, I make you move if I chose it
Boy, I'm Gooding like Cuba
Radio, sounding real stupid
Man I thank God, momma never

Sometimes in our youth
We can move too fast
Running to what's next
Or away from our past
We live for today
With life-long friends
Who we seldom see

back at me
I'm gonna take you to my crib tonight so, me and you can have a pillow fight
Dropping our clothes by the door and if you want some more
We can