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The sun don't really shine like it used to
But we been getting high, it's what we used to
The days go by
The pages turn
The refer burns, yeah
The sun

funky tunes
You made me play the blues

And all I needed was to jam out on the beat
You took my soul from me

CHORUS
Getting you off my mind, it ain't

the passenger
Kush in my lungs lick your lips we be flirting
Toes by your kneecaps looks baby no swerving
You say I'm flyer than Julius Erving
Can't fall in love

world,
He just take you out the states.
Syrup by the crate, man I'm on my eighth,
It make me move slow so I'm a be a little late... Mula

[Chorus:]
Hey

bitch like Vick
And C4 that's my dawg we pass these hoes that's an assist
Off this rapping shit just know that I can't stop until I'm rich
Bitch I'm

can't get enough
What you got boy you better keep it tucked
Pull that shit out get flat like a rug
Ay slime what's up
Rollin with the niggas four d in

goes by
Getting carried away this ain't no relay
Niggas need to stick to the screenplay
Anti-guns by the ones who carry one
Money is the root of evil
Now

Know we not the same cause when I speak you just not getting it
Lookin at my life I see pieces of me I'm hidden in
Went through too much to tolerate all

trade a place, yeah
Even though I'm late, I'm late, still wouldn't change a thing, nah
I'm the latest and the greatest, yeah, keep out the way, uh
No, I'm

Yukatan

Kevin Gates

Only the Generals Gon Understand

2019

out the bungalow, stains on my underclothes
Safety pin, breakin' the rocks (let's go)
Surrounded by junkies, I keep in my company
Need 'em a wake

walk
I'm like damn what the fuck how i miss the way she talk?
I can't give out no more love for now on it's in a vault
I been getting hella high i put

Dog Beats

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol.1 & 2

1998

voice commin out your trunk
Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker
You leavin unattended I'm a take the mutha fucker

2 to the D to the o-p-e
Hittin 03

like they know me 
Niggas be cuffing like tha police now these hoes acting like they want me

I'm in tha yo with my migo we having crap by tha kilo
She

Under Pressure

Logic

Under Pressure [Clean Version]

2014

living divine
You know that I'm one of a kind
Lemme get it right now, ho
Draped up and I'm dripped out, right now, ho
Caked up 'til I cash out and I got

and I hop out with pigeons
Two two shoot leave them holy they Christian
Crew gon hoop how we ball then division
Kobe my drank 2 4’s what I’m sipping
I’m

hit another writer's block

Midnight writing, pen in the air
Spread the mothafucking ink to get words out flying
Im like a loose cannon im pullin

Gonna go hide by the cove
I'm just out here floating
But the water's getting cold

Lost and I can't go home
To the only thing I've known
In the morning, I

your keegan and peele
Bishop, know what happened to steele
Loving the game like im money mitch
N**** F*** you and that other shit
Im flashing out like

Tell that bitch no no
I got sticks woa woa
And we lit 4 woe
I ain't shit so hoe
But I'm the shit
So hoe you gotta dip woa woa
I'm the shit so hoe you

out smilin (walked out smilin)
They think I’m congolese cos sometimes I be wylin (I be wylin)
Designer frames i look at baddies I’m not glancing (I’m

Or I'm just being repellent like lotus
It's getting harder every time, just to keep my focus
And I'm so scared, it's going to turn out hopeless
I feel

to bang the fours
Catch you by your Range door
Pistol spank your whore
Strip, change some more
You up in the crib with the
Bitch slippin' your brains galore

messed up
That's your best luck
The kinda sort, run you over in the 4 by 4
And the tag on your toe will read Derelict
Pass the blunt, I take a hit
Pass

and tie
I tailor made it for you then
Told Khalifa he loves you
I'm really stuck on this bumpy ride
Highway to hell 'less I flip
Through a demon's TV-guide