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Rufus Buck
Pistol by the waist
Coach city sole runners
With the matching socks
Walking down the path of greatness
Now I'm in the house
Like bruh man fifth
Yah, that Remix
Cause your Love was very Fake (Look)
Now I gotta set the record straight (Tell me why I thought)
I just wanted to find out if our
coming
Long as you keep shit 100 keep shit 100
She keep it 100

I hit town on a late flight
I was sipping on remix purple Sprite
Top down pulled up
Sorry my lord, where is your board?
I am tired please give me death cord
My life is made by copy paste code
Unbelievable, it's my road
I'm really in
And I'll ride by your side on any hill you flow
Location of adventure infinite
I'll be your Hobbes
Know my love for you is real it isn't a mirage
Pieces
my style
But first he'll have to swim the Nile
Preaching y'all still reaching 
I guess you need some therapy
Ahead of me
Will never be ahead of me
that remix
Yea took ya hoe n buss her down
Now she a part of the list
She wanna give the love to me
I told her nah bitch for us
Okay
I been big flexing
need to slow it down
Gucci on my toes now
Remix flip my dope now
Cook it on the stove wow
Kill it when i show out
Please send em my condolence
Water
relation, no actuation
why by blood, we hold purgation
Hands are shakin, sweat breakin, thinking how to scope the system
To help change it, we don't beat it,
me paint that picture for ya! In a world with no youth prisons we take the shackles off. REMIX 

(Pressure Baby R) 

What’s a world full of bosses for
you feel me
Tryna eat get swallowed by the city
Remix the P & call me Diddy
I'm in her like a Pap, I'm drinking Remy
Yea I grew up Poor, save your pity
living these life, jet flying, son of a gun, and I'm going to have a hard time, holding these
alligators down
I'm the one they love to mention, maybe cause
head down babygirl
Remix, remaster
Somewhat pretty, familiar eyes staring in the mirror back at her
This a weird ass Saturday
A year passed yesterday
Was
Paparazzi
I'ma live my life Miami Vice, Farrah Fawcett
I'ma sip lean
You gon' tattle tale while I slide down Tidwell (uh)
I'ma shine blades like a chef,
Paparazzi
I'ma live my life Miami Vice, Farrah Fawcett
I'ma sip lean
You gon' tattle tale while I slide down Tidwell (uh)
I'ma shine blades like a chef,
just me and mommy
Then Phil came along, he bought a basketball go to the park
Get your game on Shaq but have your butt back by dark
I was acting like
So all the real niggaz stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it
the needles I'm finna sew it
Put game back together bitches slowed it
Down to the ground
Pick it up, That's my crown
Rub my Feet
Up and Down
No respect
I don't
understand this pain except for me
This is seven days of the week
Every day that I'm living
Y'all don't understand the pain that I'm feeling y'all just
When the gang come down it's O-V
Vibing with my crowd they know it
Eqoh boom explosion
I know where I'm going
Never leave me lonely
I know
so be choosy and don't be stupid, don't walk in to it
When you see the Line rollin' by y'all better move it
Now I said excuse me, the money bust
Verse 1:
Check it, I catch more heat than a histitic jew
You catch two thumbs down like a Matty Rich movie review
Your individuality is missing like
life)

You leeching trick
Big Piece of shit 
Let me down when on my dick
Only rode around cause
I was on my shit
Why the fuck 
All the times I stood you
is why vengeance ain't mine to seek
But they make it hard to turn the other cheek

Especially when friends and family
Friends of family
Family friends

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