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not what I was on
Not what I was on
Not what I was on

Somebody come get this bitch, she blowin' up my phone
I'm callin' all her friends, sayin', leave

hydroponic, I sneeze off the pollen
I need about three hundred milligram tonics
Fucked myself up by increasing my tolerance
All off the cannabis, floating like

zips
Kicks by the boatload I done flooded my ghetto
A nigga on the run and folks I still can't let go
It's not impossible to make a million but keep yo

a reason it shows
Fertilizer I've been busy tending to the growth
Better living by the growth prepping daily on the road shit
No decision know the mood

the tea with his mom's blood in it And then he gets possessed by the house
And all this crazy shit happens and he kills his sister
Dude get off the fuckin

a side bitch who plays her role
Play that back that bar was cold nigga
Your niggas be queefing dog expose niggas
Stop tap dancing and lap dancing
For

it
Yeah baby I'm fiending
Oh
Listen to my song and you bound to catch a vibe
We outside
Show you off to the world like you the prize televise
I was

of marijuana
Uh gotta get my paper right if not then i'm a goner yeah
Mego on my line he said he need it by the morning nigga yeah i barely on it
30s got me

8 THE POETS OF THE TOMB BY HENRY LAWSON

THE WORLD HAS HAD ENOUGH OF BARDS WHO WISH THAT THEY WERE DEAD
TIS TIME, THE PEOPLE PASSED A LAW TO KNOCK

your bitch came around gang you know her throat comin
Bro was mad I had to cheer him up told him the hoes comin
12behind his bitch I told bae she got

should warn ya
You should be gone by the morning yea
Only got time for performing yea
Slip you out of them garments yea
I'll make love till you dormant yea

Diamonds got you smacked, smacked, smacked
Me too
And Zach
Oh this is a whole different tempo
Turn the song up
I'm tryna bop
Boppy bop
Boppy bop

Das why ion hang with Jits who fake ong I gotta tie my lace uhu I got yo bitch and she Singing my song oh yeah I can not do no wrong uhu My bitch chill

It's been a god damn year that I came with some new shit
cll of my pussy opps they stay on that bullshit
So let's just end it by pulling up opp
If I miss

Nigga I got my takeover can't stop me nigga i call up D1 tell eem spark it and we match the gas, need a baddie super nice so I can smack her ass, hop up

she like all the songs that I show her.
Too cool for me,
I can't even write down.
cll things that I wish that I could say. 
Looking left cause I can't

cs she kills the embrace and hugs become hands brushed away from her waist, fuck it, well goddamn separated by space, twin rage, and twelve grand so

committed by her son...Since that was me, I cried a ton.

You know how the fuck it goes 
Every day 
Every song
You should know by now 
Muze Sikk dont pause

Remembering, wipe out the memory with 2 big bumps like a capital letter B, then I let her Be, dom delouise, fatty boom Boom, eating on a cherry squeeze, sayin

Can't the right letter be guessed today?
The last thing he wants to see is on her chest
cnother scarlet c
cnother scarlet c

Before the story ends

If I could write a silly love song
I would write it all about you yeah The words would be like looking At beauty yeah and the melody You are so true

Even blurted out a couple lies, but I just couldn't see it
And every time they play this song, just close your eyes and really mean it

Say you done with

the clutch
Speeding on a Porsche
Yeah, don't be slamming on my doors
Ooh, had to go get it by force
Ooh, making moves breaking doors
Ooh, playing whores like