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would die or fall over and croak
Get hit by a car or drive into a wall
I'm just super thankful I'm not like them at all

Is this where they want to be,

estamos donde,plan b ,ya sabes
Burnin up turnin into ashes, knocked out sweepin from under
Like hella glass from car crashes, caused by 1 or 2 or a million

da pump thang den I sawed it 
Gotcha bitch screaming oh lawdy 
Hell naw we ain't no joke 
Me and my niggas want dat smoke

Pouring lines by fours

there
And I hope that you're amused by it
I hope so. please
I hope that you won't boo or hiss 
But enough ado, fuck it let's do this shit
Let's do it

and you in a car
Driving down to the gulf
Reach the beach by tomorrow 
Teach you how to speak French
Hit you with bon voyage 
These wounds cut deep
Emotions

that by my spine I got murder on my mind
Young niggas are dummin out Rental cars they peeling out
Double back at the roundabout Crack the window and air

gotta swag through the roof
Shoot, shoot, shoot for the stars
You get it on her own, ain't impressed by them cars
To get to the bag though you break your

is proud the way she raised me shit
Every since I was a kid you know I had sum dreams
I jus wanted the cars money and the fucking fame
I got

to sleep
Some weekends we go to Austin
See grandma D and the crew
Hang with Shauntae
And play fight with uncle coop
Grandma D death hit us hard
They had

hit her then drop 
Her off right where she live 
It's hot girl summer 
Baby go and tag Megan 
She ahh ain't that what y'all be Saying 
Step on stage

up in your car 
Had to take the wheel coz you drive like a mad bitch 
Bang like an M4 carbine
How is it you can't see why I'm doubting it?
You only

A room that was 6 by 6
I was locked in young
Tryna make some me hits
Been tryna show the world 
I was built this for shit
Helped a few folks 
They ain't

cause the storm is coming
I drove by your place yesterday
And saw her car in your driveway
Then you called me later to say you've been busy at work
Yeah,

the bitch
& in my city I'm the wave
The drip on my wrist hit like 8 somethin
You aint cute to me bitch unless you payin somethin
Before I go without ima stain

your car
You were the heaven in my streetlight 
I was your lonely star

And we kept going
Tried to connect the dots
As you kept pushing away
I kept you

Yeah
I love it when you spoil me
Loui bag, shoes, and the key to a new car
It's another Bentley
Icy swerving in LA with the top down
Yeah you know

We climbed the steep side
Without ropes or safety plans
Made it to the top
Swept away by an avalanche
We hit a rough patch
Going down that rocky road

trapping
Pull up to the gas station neighborhood superstar
Fifty on my neck and I'm bout to get another car
She in love with the drip she gone let me hit it

so much so I can taste it
My time you see relative what I be
Exponential I am see me living my dream
Got the car revved up got a thousand horses
See me

all fell apart
Feels like I’m not enough for you
You tore down my guard I lost my mind in my car
That night I cried about you
I miss you and there’s

Came good old St Nick to set this bitch off

I Told Santa bring dem cakes
A couple cars and a crib by the lake
A couple Mill in trust funds for the kids

skate
My plate full, I ain't ate
Yea we paid, like cascade
Mary Jane sit by the late
Slump nigga's a piece of cake
Ya'll Lil Keed and ya'll is snakes

waiting
You're the only one who's waiting

I stepped off the pavement
As the cars whipped by
I was picking up the pieces
I'd held for some time

(Nah nah nah nah)
(Nah nah nah nah)
(DRFM aye, It's me on the beat by the way, shit, ok)
I'm movin with style nigga
You know I'ma star nigga
That