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a ting like Kim
Baby I just wanna put you on the grid
You know you got shot when I push the whip
And if you bring a friend we can do this big
You made

doubted us we never gave up
Cause this is real something they can’t feel
You bring me joy sweet baby boy
Forever and always my heart is still in love with

doubted us we never gave up
Cause this is real something they can’t feel
You bring me joy sweet baby boy
Forever and always my heart is still in love with

doubted us we never gave up
Cause this is real something they can’t feel
You bring me joy sweet baby boy
Forever and always my heart is still in love with

Godking, Godking, Godking. Godking.
Drugs are bad.But take this bag.Take a drag. Take a puff.High Like the sky up, make it last.Let it Marinate.Have

when holding in how you feel,
Talking Champagne by the cases,
in a motion will I spill,
With words made of diamonds,
But your lips are sealed.

(Female)

shining like a star
But this is just a dream, you blow my mind
I feel you on the edge of my life
And the pictures on the TV, made me blind

And you can fly

shining like a star
But this is just a dream, you brake my mind
I feel you on the edge of my life
And the pictures on the TV, made me blind

And you can fly

gone, sour patch
I'm out this bitch can't adapt to the habitat
Tricks are for kids out the rabbit hat
Hat tricks and tricks up the sleeve
My heart on it

Cheers to all the memories that we made last night
Cheers to the ones we go make soon
Cheers to all my niggas with the real ass vibes
Cheers to all

of my well made wealth.
In a world thats just so quick to judge I should have not been one of those.
Stay kissing your feet and treat my baby so sweet

all my ducks in a row
Shot all my ducks in a row
Foie gras ain't good for the soul
Foie gras disgusts me
So I'm gone
So I'm gone
Tortured by my endless

Beef

Crazy

Please Don't Kill Me

in the lex
My nigga Sweets had got smoked, about a month ago
By some niggas tryin' to rob me, I don't know
What made my nigga Telly Bill, fuck with

Those promises we made with sweet dreams
These endless waves cuddling the sand 
The wind spreading scents

I wanna know, if you'll come along
Or if I'm

Chiefed up on your block, made it hot
It's Crimzen Crime, so fuck police
We do what's right within our rights
Live by the sword, live by it till the death

telling you the
God's honest truth
Anytime I'm in the booth
Cuz, this rap game's a scam
Niggas buy studio time to pose for the gram
The clout's a fuckin

To the tune of “Sweet Dreams (cre Made of This)” by Eurythmics


[Chorus]
Excretory water loss
Is managed by a balance
Of water and ion maintenance

And I'll leave tattoos on them
- I'm right there
Hеre, when you start talking about dreams
This suspiciously covеrs her face
Like a hawker
Every second

Of this bill given at the end
Except the comfort
Is not the same as Le Meridien
What are you saying, girlfriend

Nah, it's too late mate

You're not who I

Questions in my head, like where are 
My traumas and disorders
Man, why the fuck
cm so happy? 
Why am I not bothered ??.

The sunrays kissed  my soul, made
It

the invisible man
Stretching out to heaven while we standing in hell
Throwing dimes down wishing wells, casting our dreams on money making schemes
I wrote this

and changes must be made 'cause our food is being poisoned, tortured, and enslaved.
There's a better way, we are the change. Communities, tribal living, yeah

I bet you've never seen the sun going down
Under the valleys and hills of this town
The way my woman lays down beside me
Every night we dream

[MOLOKOV]
We wish, no must, make our disgust
at this abuse perfectly clear.
We're here for chess -- are the U.S.?
If so, why foul the
atmosphere?