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little thing (eyyyyy)
Its gonna be alright
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Every little thing
Everything
Its gonna be alright
Aye, aye
Smoking on good, its a Backwoods

I'm smoking that dope when I go to bed, I can't even sleep without taking meds
All of the demons inside my head, all of the demons inside my head

you in a rum lake
I Gun fakes, smoking weed making beats that make your bum shake

I start to rapping to and I'm tapping where your thong sits
So

Aye Gotti
You global now
Uh yeah uh
I mixed the good with evil
Uh uh yeah uh
I mixed the good with the evil
I pop me a addy
I'm smoking sativa
I got

the bleaches, smoking reefer, hugging and kissing
Plotting in a position to make the world a little different
She was popular, captain of the drill team,

got a gun in it
I got a Glock and its hot
I put a drum in it
I was just fucking his thot
But I had to stop
Cause there ain't no fun in it

Smoking that

my gun Ian hesitant
Lean in my kidney can tell when I piss , go Make a hit four you make you a diss , jumped In the streets tryna take me risk ,she

Uh uh, uh huh
Clipse (Clipse) , Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit)
Yeah, whooo

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes

When I hop in the yo gotta have me a blunt
Smoke every minuet of the month
Smoking niggas we put they name in front of runts
Only smoking niggas we

Chill
Smack, You See I Still Do All The Dumb Shit
I’m Still In The Middle Of The Hood, We Don’t Flash Guns, We Flash Money
With Car Money In My Pocket,

Motherfucking maniac
Legged Heart attack
Irresistible, unpredictable
Got the wabbajack
Sniffing lines of crack cocaine
Smoking mary jane
Take it

edibles
Smoking all the weed
Drinking now
Cut myself, secretly
Crippling, Anxiety

I wanna kill some people with the gun that's in my backpack
That's just

or going
I Ain't playing
Go super sayian
Or super man asian
Her red eyes amazing
I'm stuck in a maize
But my gun in the way
You be smoking on hay we be

She good she bad
Guns and roses
By my side Bonnie and Clyde
Yea I know it
On my grind all the time
Yea they notice
Hit her once then gone yuh

the smoking gun
I flip the page but the shit ain't fun
But never the less, I'm moving on
But I don't know the way

You've been starting other sparks in my brain

policeman there's no smoking gun
Can't you see it is all a mistake 
Mr. policeman what have I done 
Why u want to treat me this way 
Mr. policeman by the look

dreams
Lay waste your troubles one by one
Put me on trial, I'm a smoking gun
Losing my convictions, done
They've got no opinion, zero none
Whatever
Zero

a son
And he got to eat, by any means
I got two fiends, fuck a hoop dream
Make it to the NBA that's a pipe dream
They end up smoking rock out of pipe

an ass whippin’ 
Ben pulled out his gun tryna pop him
But Jordan grabbed his hand, tryna stop him
“Let him live, I think the nigga’s had enough”
But Ben

getting cash
Smoking hash and let it ash
Off a dime like Steve Nash
22 by my lower calf, see a hawk
We sqeeze and blast
(Ha ha ha) Fucking laugh
Shady more

blessed by saints
Never seen another like me your life
Never seen another like me your life 
One in ninety nine percent that wanna live trife
Wanna be

been smoking on that sativa
Spin a square, get Ps up
Mastercard or a Visa
Either way the plug show love when he see us

I'll be running to the Ps 'til my

The way he flexing money
Know he ain't ever seen dough
Don't get caught by the people that still ain't ever seen hope

I'm shooting for the top
And this gun

in a knot behind my head and attach them to my nutsack
By the way, tell your mans to come get his gun back
I could be name dropping and make all y'all