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cause I was not grown
Paris is passion, Stockholm is love
Berlin is passion and Stockholm is love
Shoutout to people who help me the most
Shoutout

That nigga had his spot, I say it's T-Turn It was advice that I didn't take, I had to
relearn, they used to call me by my street terms, now I

only by a thread
They don’t write how I do it’s blood inside my lead
And sweat and tears earned respect from all my peers
They say we mumble rap I say we

like 50
Or die trying still hustle like NIpsey do
Charged up so I might pikachu (pikachu)
cllow me to paint u the picture
Like the song by wiz khalifa

do it again
If we down by 2 I shoot the 3 you know I'm just tryin' win
Fuck the fame, I'm runnin' up digits Fat Bro I need them M's
And when it's time

Written by: Hassena Lamousnery, Glenworth Irving, Halembert Caicedo, Khaleik Akerson and Caleb Alvardo 

I tell you that I love you under blankets
I

of my niggas is niked out

The way that I ball, I'm passing the ball
I give him a cross like Irving
I just want it all, I don't wanna fall 
I wanna get

feelings in the tuck
But I'm not like her last man
So you might as well call that a dub
I can tell baby fell in love
Always watching me super closely
She

I'm livin off of Fullerton
But no longer a simpleton
Album droppin December 10
I swear that ima get it in
My name up on that bulletin
Irving park

how we made it this far
Went from riding in the back now to driving in the car uh
Man I'm praying that there's people that still love rap, not them

Weak Become Heroes

Paul Oakenfold

Perfecto Chills, Vol. 1

2003

on and what's ya story?
Mezmorizing tones rising pianos, this is my zone so stop cloning
Pick paper scissors or stone 'cause me and you are the same
I known

Ay, that lil' bitch, she told me that she love me, that's a lie
I told that lil' bitch to hit me up when she wanna come by

Ay, ay, ay, lil' bitch,

Bukowski's Still At It

The curtains are waving and people
Walk through the afternoon
Here, and in Berlin, and in New York City
And in Mexico
I wait

"How-dee-do?"

Mamushka! Mamushka! I doff my old babushka!
With a hey and a hey and a hey and a hey and a dance of brotherly love!

Just kill the Carioca,

roll with me 
Movin’ way too loose turn off your location
Theses op boys way too neeky
Fuck this ting I need a vacation 

Need to fly this pack by

I catch her ass in traffic
Take her ass right to the basket
I got beats up on my ear
I don't want no interaction
You and I can be a two
Kyrie Irving

going broke when I splurging
I know niggas played the cross they left me shook like Kyrie Irving
Judge by a different person and they ion know I'm this

It's useless fam you can buy that shit
But its priceless when your fam loves you to bits
Im 19 now less time for decision
One day goes by not another bar

meet me, I cant say I don't deserve it
They don't really want me in the game like Kyrie Irving
Niggas mixing citrus with the dairy, how they turning
Told

I Hate That You Love Me

Diddy

Last Train to Paris

2010

your life in one flight,
Lets take off tonight, come on

We go,
We go down
Love is in,
Then its out
We can tell,
Tell by now
If it wont, work out

Lets

and collect the paper

When I wake up start off rolling
This is how I cope with my emotions
Pour my cup i over flow it
Love is a drug I'd say mine is potent

Bright lights, black leather

Some towns make me anxious
Others sane but sad
But west berlin's by far the strangest time
I ever had

All night town

Bright Lights Black Leather

Adam Ant

Manners & Physique

1990

lights, black leather
Some towns make me anxious
Others sane but sad
But West Berlin's by far the strangest time
I ever had
All night town of punks

nobody, all of my shooters related
I really had real love for em, I was confused when they hated
Now I keep my heart all to myself, cause I knew you'd