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by the law 
Now I'm 21 and honestly not much has changed at all 
Had this bad bitch, but just like Brady I fumbled the ball
Roxy in my Molly imma call

ideology
What am I doing
Million dollar fuckin question
What am I pursuing
But by this time this life is over
Hope to have an answer
I'm starting something

off
People say I'm hard as Hennessy
And you soda soft
Man I'm talking to my enemies
And I'm sorta saw
But I treat my music like it's a craft
You

Hi everybody, I go by the name of Travius Keandric, and I admit, I'm addicted to music
Now I know we all share our own addiction of choice
But I'm

(Elegant Music)
Hey
(Desire)
(You Know You Rockin' Wit Rada)
She said you be geeked all the time
Like pour another line
Caught him by surprise
She wanna fuck

a ten
Další bude ještě víc sick
Občas jsem z toho sick
Jestli systém chce ukrást sick
A z nácků co by chtěli znovu řvát sick
Speciálně pro ně musím bejt

Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music

With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level

got caught by your shoes
Hard knock life had to break all the rules
High school track and field jump over you
Started rapping life just to show what I

Hey man, it's Jeremy, uh, your manager. I just wanted to run a few ideas by you. Um, I'm really having trouble pitching your music around, I gotta be

out a fucking lean cup Roxy
Thirty's that I never wanna see anybody making money
You go down to ya feet smoking weed I don't grow it in
The ground is my

decline I won't answer
Sample packs for potential purchases
Vailum Roxy even Percocet
Kush by the bush bundles of the purples shit
Personal for me weed calm

how it gets when Big D comes

Dallas, Texas, Cigarillo by Morning 
Northwest from there though, 'cause shit gets boring

Wanna ford the river with me,

EVERYBODY KNOW
Words and Music by Roxy Dawn

Every where I go somebody say
World can't go on no more this-a-way
Everybody talkin', talkin' bout

up in the sky, I saw the stars that I could reach
I always knew I was God son by the way that I could preach

Had people bite my swag like they was all

get caught?
We fightin' in trial if the judge like to box
I might make BET if I pop another Roxy
Fucked around and sip to much lean, keep fuckin' up

into it
Sloppy fucking drunk is how I tend to get
Followed by intimate, start slurring sentences
DBOB bitch. Look me up on the internet
I'm finna get

family by you that's on my wish list

Drugs got me cocky fucked her off a Roxy
I need lamb truck b4 I die that's on my mommy

I know a kid that got

anybody
Get in that mode, gotta pop me a roxy
Put my foot on that boy, better check on your partner
Striker, striker, the new Maserati
C.M.G. music feel

TITLE: Freak Show
Writers: © 2023 Martin J. Montelongo, Anthony Guerriero/Geza Music BMI
Description: Living in LA

Lyrics:
I want it want it want it

the woodwork 
They were nowhere when I was in my pish on the dirt
Overtime wae a bag full of work
Get me on my scheme corner right by the kerb
Busdown

ROXY
(RAFFAELLA MARIA PICCIRILLO)
HMMM ...
EVERY DAY YOU SMILED AT YOUR SIMPLE LIFE
GOING TO MEET YOUR DREAMS WITHOUT FEAR OF THE NIGHT
SPENDING YOUR

Home don't exist 'cause I'm fuckin' around
Hear me drive by, get high 'cause I'm bumpin' it loud
See me float high and die like I'm fucked by

Left ya out cold with some crooked teeth
Used to drug deal
Now I make music like I'm Pusha T
'cept it was weed, molly, roxies
I ain't push a ki
Same way

stopped sippin' my syrup, mane
I stopped takin' Roxys, I stopped with the motherfuckin' Oxys

Life was better back when I took handlebars
Probaly better