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he can't see is Blurry
Dey still playing hide n seek Cally Gun em spot em he got em Watch nigga beatbox

She a she a bhaddie
Callin me daddy steady

LEGE!
Hmm...
Yeah, Yeah, Yea, Yea...
Girl, I'll take you higher
Nah me go quench your fire
Oh, baby, you are the one
Nah me day call your phone
I've

Feel like the mayor cause I run the town
Feel like the king and I need a crown
Smoking it by the pound
Catch me in the field and I'm with the shits
Catch

young and I'm black
Ain't too many routes making it out
I chose rap
Said I was gonna leave my mark on the world
And this that
I've seen the vision
Got

draw
She's got me
Pinned to the wall
Adidas soaked in sweat
And liquor
This is where the freaks crawl
(Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah)
Where the greeks fall
We

thoughts
If you oota' come show me the plots
Got hit by scooter I know he ain't SWAT's
She got the fatty cause she doing squats
She call me her daddy when I

thoughts
If you oota' come show me the plots
Got hit by scooter I know he ain't SWAT's
She got the fatty cause she doing squats
She call me her daddy when I

she missed me then by now she would have said so
Last time we spoke I made her so upset so
She packed her shit and left because she's so right and i'm

on the waist line
Just got outta the bing doin' state time
Teeth marks on my back from the K-9
Dark memories of when there was no sunshine
'Cause they said that

She tried to get clean but couldn't seem to go the distance
Now life ain't life no more it's an existence
And shit just got me thinking, am I making

SICKO MODE

Big Hawk

Astroworld

2018

to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
Who put this shit together? I'm the glue (someone said)

but she owes me better give me back my money
No jokes this shit ain't funny
Yeah she got a dumpy
Black forces on my feet kinda clunky
I might trip yeah

but I bossed by the saturday
Nine dollars ain't enough for me lemme get it the faster way
My momma died six years ago
Never got out what I had to say

mess
Give me some love steady enough
Even when I am a wreck
I got an 8 page letter
It was written by a stranger
Should of been better than this

drugs no weak shit
Hit the plug every week yea
Thumb in it now she tweaking
Got to finish strong no weak ends
Yup
Met em by the poolside
Said her name Ava

lease
Now I think she by the 3 train out in the east
Last time I heard she was an artist
I hope she's alive I cant deal with grief
And I know she dont be

to Brenda, Laticia, or Linda, Felicia
She came for me twice, I didn't even nut for her once, you know I'm a pleaser
Forty-two millimeter, was made in Geneva

not by her side
You only made her cry. you were her ride or die
Tears drippin down her eye, you were not by her side

She was 13 when she met you 
She

the car by the teaspoon
I give her a G-Unit, I hear she a fan of Yayo
I got to roll with a gat in the back
I get pulled over and they ask who I am
Oh,

She's My Ute

Lee Kernaghan

Three Chain Road

1993

a six or an eight
A four wheel mate
The dents and the dust
And the grasshopper guts

She's got holes in the muffler
And a gear-box clunk
I've

by surprise
She gave her all to me I gave my all to her on our first dance that night
Laughing and loving hand in hand
As we watched those paper

distant now
So hard to reach
And you say you okay, ok
But that's not how it seems
Anytime you wanna run away
Run away with me
Girl I'll be right by your

three
Sippin lean pure codeine
Bad bitch from over seas
Wanna fuck me an da time
Cause ah nigga rich
And got diamond in our teeth
Money long than da eye

Fly like a bird bad lil bitch she always get on my nerve
Stay yo in lane kause im finna swerve
Bending da korner she got da kurves
I ain't waitress