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Fucking tired of little bitches
Crying cuz i hurt they feelings
Giving gen z a fucking name
These lil bitches ain't bout the gang
Pussies playing

a monkey wrench but I keep a tool. 
Cars are passing by and im always keeping a watchful eye.
Gotta couple b****** and n***** that really ride or die.

Aye cut my headphones up a little bit
Finna try to one take this shit
Ungh 
School never was my thing
I had three disorders
Could never spell
But

coupe
Roof chopped off
Drink with the fruit mix with smurn off
Richard Millie on the wrist
Everything paid off
No, not gone, we flossin' (yeah)
Cars to be

Won’t stop til I leave of fatigue or I’m 50 mill plus paid
Taking a lose laugh it off
Ride into the night you can call me young Hasselhoff
Cars coming

Do you wanna take a little trip around the town with me?
I heard the word about a bird that sings so pretty all night and day, 
They say he tells his

Doesn't matter how much money you have
Cars, jets, mansions or the status you get
To me real happiness are little things
Blues, friends, beer
Maybe

the car burnt out like Ihattarens
Fuck around I'm Josef Starling on you little darlings (yeah) 
Got soldiers marching like vier daag in Nijmegen
Can't

Maybe a car that's about to charge right into a Kardashian's arse
I ain't smoking tar but I got a heart
That's black as the night been thrown like a dart

getting up feels
No more meals to fall down the hills
Her heart's racing fast, no car
Around the life track, it goes fast
Stuck inside her own little world

to Corro
Going to fast but whatta you know
There's a little blue car on our outside
They want to take us on the inside
Is this really happening to me
Is this

and i'm
Selling all these big big bags and i'm vaccum seal O
Making all this smell smell
You can smell it from there
Y'all can to get in the door by my car

loved for me
Dad work five different jobs just to make ends meet
But we lived in debt the middle class dream
Blue box kids beat me with my own shoe

UP AND GONE   (COUNTRY BLUES)

 chorus
She left without a warning
When the sun come up this morning— 
oh Lord have mercy
My woman’s UP AND GONE
She

seem so strange when isolated
Juxtaposed and repeated by a creeper and I
Meet a lot of those

I'm in a smoky room, sweating out of control
A jazz record

a little more
Now you can see if me and Steve was in the Box store
He can take it
And walk right out of the front door
I can pay and get stopped
What you

end of a jack
Car peeled off in the rubber a couple of friends in the back
When ends that don't stack we don't know how to act
Like little kids away

UP AND GONE   (COUNTRY BLUES)

 chorus
She left without a warning
When the sun come up this morning— 
oh Lord have mercy
My woman’s UP AND GONE
She

about my dollar change 50 get him spent

My blue print
Black Carter
HOV ain't want me on the ROC but I'm the hottest on the corner
A to Z I rock J's hit

I'm sorry for the wait
But I had to take a break
I had demons on my mind
I know that most can relate
Surrounded by my loved ones
But I was also alone

the line
Gets a sweet little kiss by a truck from out of sight
He drinks his coffee with no company
(He bites the hand that feeds)
He wants to eat but

already know
Whats it store for you
Blue bubble gum
You got to chew
This album crazy
But its not hazy
Like a little dazy
Sitting in my estate
Feeling very

You gotta be inspired by not having nothing or little to nothing
Using whatever your struggle is as motivation to put your feet on the gas 
And never

things right again
I try my hardest to make sure we don't fight again
I stopped slamming doors and started taking my vitamins
I'm not your little boy