Lyrics:
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Back where I'm from, ain't shit to like
Every other week on a different flight
Nobody knows where I'm in tonight
City to City
LA, Miami, then
Ain’t no way I’m a quitter, i am a swimmer
I should’ve known better before I lose you for good smoke on that later
Pursuing these hoes nah son go
you
Goin' through but I coulda warned you
When it's time to be a man, do all you can
See other lands and don't be livin' for the other man
Take time
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
And I cut my teeth
It's more nine hundred miles
Oh,
they'd probably rather die than to stay by my side
Yeah I know
I love you Olivia
These things I know
May 2022 yeah that's when I first met you at a house
I'm better than most
I make MCs wonder like bread but then, bread gets toast
It's like that, Mr. Man, Mos Def, and Kweli
Represent for every single
the sewer dance when I die (when I die)
Champagne in the shower, toast when I cry (when I cry)
I was born to kill, livin' is a crime (is a crime)
Nikes in
and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in
They don't wanna see you get high
They don't wanna see you get high
I swear they just want you to get by
I swear they just want you to get by
Man I
Brr, yeah man
Yeah man
Skrt skrt, skrt skrt, skrt
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Ok
(Can I get a Mathias type beat?)
Man, oh man (Man, oh man)
Man, oh
a V-Dub engine
Man, I'm high off life, fuck it, I'm wasted
Bathing Ape kicks, Audemars Piguet wrist
My women friends get tennis bracelets
Trips
a V-Dub engine
Man, I'm high off life, fuck it, I'm wasted
Bathing Ape kicks, Audemars Piguet wrist
My women friends get tennis bracelets
Trips
This is a toast
We put the bad days in the past
We doing the most
These niggas been last place
Shit is sad
They not even close
Have dreams
That I
the power
Without knowin' what the function is
Here's a toast to the dead
For all of my fam
I will never let an idea die with a man
My rhymes are like Nazca
it's just another day
Oh, I could use some two or three!
Or other kind of ways to be
But today I won't be so hard on me
I walk alone down a different
them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, I'll ride for my niggas, I'll die for my niggas
Man, fuck them other niggas
When I sleep I dream of bodies in streams of blood
Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast
Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body
pull ups a must the whip is black on black on black packed from front to back I'm back so let's have a toast!/
Let's have a toast/
I'm proposing a toast
dresses, (?)
He don't even smoke but tell Butter roll an ounce
Cause I'm way too fucked up and I'm too turnt up
And I brought my own shit and I do my own
stays around your way
Today is the official Player's Holiday
Short Dog I'm lovin' every minute of it
Cause pimpin's been around since the beginning of it
It was a Wild One Last Night
Who brought me here was this a part of the plans might
Hitch a ride no other way to get back
Retell the story
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
After sex and all that other shit
Went out the window
A lot of dick I deep tissue machine
While pinching one of your nipples
Accompanied by the screams
(Life is good though)
(I want y'all to see that life is great)
(Um)
(Your life is great too)
(Have a good time man)
(Have some fun)
(Having fun is
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