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not when I'm juggin' (not when I'm juggin', not when I'm juggin')
Six figure bookings, you can't have a piece of this pie, buddy
You can't have

around here, we call that a rage quit
Man, I been grindin', puttin' in the hours
Level one hundred, got the top prestige
Found unlockables, got all

i saw a vampire on 6th street
talking to the police
asking for directions
to the nearest strip mall

then i followed the vampire to 10th street

on Instagram 
Back to the Motel 6 to park 
Unsafe riding after dark

Cruisin' into town flanked by my platoon
I am rockin' One Eyed Jack's Saloon

to all my peeps
I'm feeling like the lost sheep
We getting murdered in these streets
We shot down by police
We march but we dead asleep
We riot and tweet,

screaming
Pretty boy no heart breaking
Have fun all week no thinking
V.i.P chilling, 4, 5, 6 girls you seeing
All your home boy said you kinging
Your greave

as bad as all that
Over the past six weeks
They passed some sort of relief
That Bernie might laud
But they still bunch of frauds
And barely no time left

I was only 19
Had the world by the tail
Old guitar brand new strings
We thought we had it made
We had stars in our eyes
Play all night sleep all day

Toe the line, take a deep relaxing breath
Check your time, and the number on your chest
All the days, and the weeks you've trained so hard
Now you're

to someone
I know
But this is the new me
Six feet
Sixty minutes then it’s next week
Then it’s next month
Then Christmas
Then it’s over again
Should I be

Sittin' in the shed by the wood stove
Pickin' this six string sippin' Jack and coke
It's a Saturday night but all the bars are closed
So we're just

jinxed it
Not the one you want
Won't you come along?
Put you in my song

Took away my sleep for six weeks
Dying quietly, but you won't meet
Here's an idea

My lovely, blond haired, curly, blue eyed, beautiful baby lives in Kaposvár 
 I spend my precious time – I mean six days in a week – in the city

into a mullet
I get my shit in the mail
Dark web always on fire sale
Plug only know me as a number so i know he cant tell
Usps deliver thru the sun

Who Would Know cre Knee Deep
They End Up In Coffins In 2 To 6 Weeks
cnd They Found Without Their Hair
cnd c Corpse Like Stare
Maybe Cuz They're Dead
So

Lights go out
Time to go home
One more drink and I swear I'll go
But I'm waiting

There's a first-class trucker's education
Those 16 long weeks

and the diner has closed down
Three weeks since we talked, two lines were exchanged
Recently, you're all I've yearned for and my new best friend has become

There's a man drowning in a half an empty glass
To the tune of a thunder shower
Maybe by morning he will feel all right
Or maybe he'll go down this

of hearts though I knew it all along
Love reaction is sanctioned wrong
Try a spy for your stress
Oh Debra, I prefer your dress
Honey coated eyes by the click

on this journey with is (99 repeated in the background 6 times)
Get your briefcase, this is business (alright)

(1st verse)
Uhhh
Now it's the lens that you

the freshest
And yes it's wordy, but always down like 6:30
Needing my accounts fatter than Big Shirley
Down to Earth but bes believe the kids worldly
Don't be

want a rose
Not no roses
Posted late nights
By the trap
All up in the mix
Hector forty six
Started pushing up on Brit
She told him what it is
The money

You're so lazy
You're the man
The hangout man
Six dollars short
With sixty thousand miles to go
This hangout town is full of snow
And dreary feeling
I kick

just pushes more to the end
Created by a company of imaginary friends
Come on try me
Wanna fight me
Lead free I see
Cut your throat easily
Six feet