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Here go some napkins but boy thats ya last straw
Serve like a waiter
I push more then girls that's in labor
My plug send me grass by the acre
Its now

I'm dreaming of a death record
Something to tell you how I've been
The girls I've been talking to
And the vapor I've been breathin' in
Though the sun

the location
Next thing i knew i was surrounded by all these strangers
Ain't nobody knew what the fuck went down but this shit look kinda dangerous
What's

Long interred in a mountain's womb beneath industrial facade
Celestial treasure is harbored by fools

Temptation, consuming feeble minds insatiable

that got covered in dust
Like I'm a newborn that just lost his mom, wow
That shit make me cry, all of these days be passing me by
I don't know why, but I

your game's flat
Sit back, while I help you get your thang on track
Here's tha game... brought to you by The Businessman!
Ha ha! Sing the hook, uh
Eazy,

the clock
Composing my life I'm the modern Bach
Read through your plays, enemy plots
Been through a phase, it helped me get by
I gotta save my soul from

know the situation
A few short-lived pleasures
Followed by annihilation

Transient joys are the sweetest
Listless lives are the bleakest
(What have I

ya-self respected then focus on the paper
Shout out to the movers and the shakers
Mixed By D on the faders
Rising from the bottom feel the vapors cultural

we could turn up debaters
Sack & seizing these Raiders leave em deceased in Decatur
Never ceasing on haters we walk in peace and our vapors
Applying

glasses
And I got a bad baddie sitting by my side supporting all of my bad habits
Thinking back at it you stole my heart
And all of my hoodies and you would

the river of second chances
On the banks of double decker mansions that need second glances
But whose the champion
This life's but a vapor and I don't intend

the chamber
Glock 17, blow smoke like a vapor
Line him up, go blank, just like the paper
Out in LA, we clip him like tapers
I ain't losing sleep, I sleep

chose
By other women
And you fear it
I can hear it in your tone
You passive with your groans
But would you still be acting like this
If I pulled up in

entrained in the weaving of the fates
Elevated by the vapors of

The high, the high
The high, the high

Eee-ahh
Eee-ahh
Eee-ahh
Ooo

Ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh

Baby that's the cycle
History gets recycled
My life hanging by a mic chord
If I could drop these memories I might soar
What is left to fight for
Everyone

vapor
Then I gotta 9 that'll cater
And that shit real loud like cicadas

I'll bust your tomato
I'll send you right back
To your maker
I'll show you what

a paper weight
You already know don't got to say I'm great
Competition I just lay to waste
Come catch a buzz I'm on a vapor chase
Brother said perform nigga

chasin paper
Gettin bitches by the flavor
I'm off the gas you on vapor
Bitch I'm on point like a laser
Bitch ima blow leave a crater
AYE! Bitch we finna

in their nature
Below their stature more
Down by their knees
I outsmarted them plain
When I signed on the papers
Straight high off the vapors
I

of the get go
Near the same a clone of four below

Phantom notes below the top will fade to vapor
Going out to reach the one-sum day
Move the groove to set

She take in some the vapor from the grey clouds
You can weigh it and the scale ah say it's eight pounds
If you inhaling, it gonna be laying you straight

silhouette rippling through meniscus - 
a sardonic genuflection.

The black blood vapor sets 
forming viscous, lithe tendrils 
attempting to adhere

Cos I spit to the beats so ravenous
Stabbing this light switched off savages
Managers get ate on my plate by my eight mates ravagers
They hate bank