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your dome for once
Get you gone for a honey bun
Send bro bro up on that mission
Now your family missing you
Free them real ones instantly
Got them locked

Know when you left me
I was hurt
But that won't ever
Keep me down
Run it back
King Kunta
Tell 'em run me
Back the crown
Don't drink
Roll a doobie up

It's by design, yeah, it's by design
Yeah, we are love, baby, we are light

Caught up
I want to flow like the water
and I'm running out of things to hold

Good Time Prize

Words by Devon Murray (Noirre)
Music by Devon Murray, CJ Caffrey, Dustin Soares, Noah Corbitt
(C)(P) 2023 Pool Swimmer Records

life?

I've been through some struggles, I'm up from under the gutter
Yeah, I had to suffer, there's time where I'd really wonder
If I'd ever get past

the sky
So long wondering why
Won't hit the ground and die
Must be I learned to
Fly away fly away
Looking up I'll
Be there by the planes
Night or day shine

We on the way and we coming thru the front door
Don't try to run we got niggas at the backdoor
We got this bitch surrounded
When I woke up yeah I

can't get enough
But when it's bout work, they mess it up
Win by two, go check it up
And I been thorough, can't hang it up
You holding my crown, hand it

games
Cough it up or we’ll both be screwed

Sick of I'm sick of
Getting hurt by you
Wake up, we’ll make up
That never seems to do
Just go fuck my life up

Love a bitch that isn't broke
I been tryna make it baby really I been tryna muhfuckin' cope
Chillin' right up on this boat
I been all up on this yacht

ima preach like a deacon
Like I'm Solid B I walk the beat like a farmer
I pull up by myself bitch I don't need a army
I pull up by myself bitch I don't

up my do'
Hit the Lowell Ho Stroll with a fat dough roll yo
Chillin' posted up on the block with my homies almost every day
Play by play make it my pay

way
Bitch, it's Majin Slump, Sopita Drip
Run it up, we don't give no fucks
By the time you hear about us, my nigga, you don't run outta luck
Ridin' in

Yuh
Ain't no politicking no apology I'm polished as polish could get
Clean man young man jump man run when I throw up the set
Who wanna run with

you're likely, wanna be my wifey
I love you not scared
We take no shortcuts because I'm blessed up by Jesus Grace
But please get dressed up a little bit,

was surrounded by the ghosts
And they got too close
There was no putting up with this taunting me
I saw some things that I didn't need to see today

replenish up your drink
I'm just tryna make it, I believe I'm on the brink
I started makin' records at the table by the sink

I'm over all the hate, I just

Peep us
Prolly coolin chillin with the feet up
Come easy gettin this lettuce
Got beef but you no gon catch up
Got no cheddar
Nigga your army like

her to death
Yeah, now I'm getting into my groove
But I never laugh at nobody doing bad cause I swear I been there too
But I'm up by too many points

up this cup, I get high
Rolling up this weed, I get high

Putting on these clothes, I get fly
Gotta keep that gun by my side
Yeah, I had to buy new

Now niggas keep talking that shit being hot on them lives
Get hit up like TJ but you won't survive

When I'm done making hits i get high with

up my do'
Hit the Lowell Ho Stroll with a fat dough roll yo
Chillin' posted up on the block with my homies almost every day
Play by play make it my pay

I'm on a whole other level, yeah
Like a game most of you niggas in trouble, yeah
Hyping up the wrong crowd what are you doing, yea ay
I made to many

Here's every reason to get up and grind, cause you gotta shine
Give a fuck bout these niggas that hatin' on you, just let em be blind
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