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glances They tried to break the bond like Will and Jada (Jada) And when they drop the bond, I'ma free the Wave up (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) I cop cribs by
high as kites high on life but I still gotta serve it like Richard king I fell in love with that Mary Jane Ain't no cliché really ease the pain So this
Sechs Liter Purple Lean high Speed im royce lad Ziel und Zersiebe dein Körper mit neuner denn ich bin Serien Mörder Wie spoiler wegen euch Replica
MAC, for the chit-chat Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah) Suck on the dick, now the bitch
Want to take my life away in a spaceship Fly so high can't stop to cry But I'm sit with my daughter singing lullabies brings a tear to my eye sometimes
used to loiter by the Redbox Doja in my right sock Only dropped a bar and left the mic hot, malfunction See me in the booth, it's like construction how I
high Let tears of joy baptize the crowd The golden years, the silver tears You wore a tie like Richard Gere I wanna get down, you spin me around I stand
You might've ate an edible and thought you finna die I woke up Still High Smoking on some haze feel it setting in your eyes I woke up Still High
row in a Tom Ford poncho, yeah (Yeah) My bitch sit Indian style, yeah Smokin' on Runtz by the pound (smokin' on Runtz) Young niggas crazy put switch
And Harry the Horse (51) So high in Damon Runyon's (52) esteem Dig Ed McMahon (53) and choo choo train And Shirley MacLaine (54) When Annie sings with Lanny
to make a fist. Everybody die, gon' bury me alive. Grab life by the horns, put the bullshit aside. Glock clip full like the moon in the sky. I'm at the gas
and over and over i was raised by KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest I was raised By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw Nigga! We real Niggas alive,
in order to feed they kids They gotta play that same shit over and Over and over again i was raised by KRS One, I was raised by Child Conquest I was
and tired of the hashtags but nobody frying I'm sick and tired of the days blurring as I'm getting high I'm sick and tired of the same shit as life pass me by
make me feel alive High like Richard Pryor Nothings by surprise We know that it's time Sex compromised I see it in your eyes Let me stoop down to your
up under and submerge Yea, yea yea sensory, sensual Surrounded by lovers We all converge Driftin', mixed in, with all of the rich kids Distant, my
calculating the total area Of the poem yields The measure of it's greatness a sonnet By Byron might score high on The vertical but only average
the paper Wintertime, drop the top, flex on all the haters I'm in love with diamond chains, fuck a wedding ring Love to spoil myself, I by myself
high school we studied Marx Yeah he had pretty eyes But I wonder why and where we have to go I have a tendency of biting My nails when I'm bored Sit
grew a hard Richard a Richard Mille seems stupid I rather a milli and not a Milly rock but Rock the cradle like you an infant It's apparent my infantry
black history is all I'm saying Ah And then there was Deja or Tyra Banks with Omar Epps and High Learner Man, I owe John Singleton many thanks He had me
gonna roll it up I be high as fuck I be tryna stuff my pain in this wood This for the ones who thought I wouldn't make it out I'm going hard, cause I got
was in High school Pessimist personality I always come with the bad news Walking around with these deep scars that shit stay like tattoo How you hate in
a grave Jealousy or intuition, i confuse the two Reality hits, I've been abused by the truth I'm just waiting on that lick back lick back I'm just waiting
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