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Gold wrapper whirling
Church steeple spikes the sky
He's smoking his last cigarette
As cars go zooming by

His smoke hits cement
And he turns to go

I’m always stuck by your side
And can you do me the same
And stay close to mine logan, wake up

Don’t leave now I still haven’t kissed you
When you walk

oublier le monde
De toute façon tous les chemins mènent à Rome
Fuck avec tout l’monde et personne car mes vrais potes sont des ombres.
Des idées noires pour

There's something about this place
That doesn't feel right
It rains when I wake
Hoping it will stop this ache
The cars are covered in blue
And you

I need the car with front in the back
Petty ole bitches could Neva get that
Talk to me nice or lil hoe issa wrap
Come outside lil brat
The clothes

We the Masters of the Dark Arts
Passengers smashed up in the car parts
Glass sticking into the last
Ticking of hard hearts this is a massacre
It’s

are arrogant
Talking 'bout pull yourself up by the socks
Bloody snobs you started the race with a
Fifty pace head start, of course you're gone
We

Ain't fuckin' with me
I'm really the hottest young Crip in the city

I keep a Drac' like Josh
I was runnin' the street before
Saved by the Bell
At age

Get off in a lay-by in your car
And that's all we ever wanted
While the boys all give it large
The girls have been told to starve
Like The Brеakfast

And this is something I cannot betray
Ridin through the city in the
Gross and arid temperature
My car is makin noises with
The broken air conditioner
I swear

Niggas play for keeps
Want me pay for pussy? Bitch
You childish like some baby teeth
I came up off SayCheese" but I
Ain’t signed to C’est La Vie
I cut

a coffee, nonstop
Whole life go-time, low price, mind pop
Cell phone, house phone, Dow Jones, dial tone
Tombstone, milestone, by alone, die alone
Ryan's home,

moving
And time is a direction, a dimension
And illusion

The Theory of Relativity
Was created by Albert Einstein
But let me make something clear to you

chain
I'm better now, better than before
I never close my eyes
So it won't go out the door
I promise I won't change - no cars, galore
No money, no issue,

they flew to France
Hold it down, oh yes I am
Pack steam, turbine on my ashy hands
Foreign cars and 'em foreign lanes
Pound yo in 'em Benz
Lead in 'em,

Hey, yeah hey, yeah
Bobby yeah

Yeah big boats on ho seas
Got new freeze drip by the neck like two keys
On a new team old G from QB in Uptown

I tried
I can't create when I'm dying inside
Moving this weekend, I wish I could fly
Don't have my car, but I still gotta drive
Pack up the U-Haul

homie I get it poppin'
The CPT done hooked up with Carson
DA on the map now the whole hood hoppin'
Dre got my back so there ain't no stoppin'

See

on the sword a
Thousand times for them to
Wake up and realize that we
Are being lied to
 abused and used by the democrat party

Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang

curves, stop play nervous, give me little hug, while we sit here an snuggle
the breeze light cool, Im an inside dude, a place by the fire, relax when i'm

could've made a million by now
But then everybody will find out
Blud, this is nang

You've got nothing, you've got nothing
You want something so you need

for keeps

My niggas buy brown, whip it
My niggas buy cars, ship it
Sold three zips, fishes
13 like Scottie Pippen
These niggas they all a gimmick
These

a whole lot of
Guap that I ran up
Motivated by all the hate I see
Bitch, I slide with the tank on full
Even when the tank on E

Bitch, I don't
Everyone said

it
Choppa' blow up a nigga car
Like he ain't got no coolin'
Ain't have no bullets in my pistol
Then I wasn't goin to school
My teacher tellin'