Lyrics:
right now it's 420
Somewhere right now it's 420
When I sat down, I was fine
Then I rolled up some of that pine
Then I lost all track of time
Smoking that
push, dopamine
The moment calls, but not for me
Once hidden doors are locked, the key
Is hidden under lock and key
Slipping time slithers down the line
opinions but holding laryngitis
See I don’t hear ‘em, I’m a winner by law
Track em down like the subway
When they sub par
Sub-zero everytime I jump in
Trying to get these pesos
ASAP
Lay tracks
Like the girls at the salons
Brawling, Star fox taunt
Come on
Saturdays liver than Jimmy Fallon
With alcohol by
Track Title - AIRBORNE
Album Title- “R & R: ALPHA”
(a SurvivalMode Music & Media Production/Joint Task Production)
mixed & mastered by: G.U.S.
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Arm articulate, when I circulate over tracks
Let me get down and just relax
We gettin' down y'all
We gettin' down y'all
We gettin' down like
basketball
In the backyard on a forty by sixty-three foot long sports court (what?)
Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo (ha)
Slangin' yayo (slangin'
with me
Grab you by your lapel
Drag you down to hell where I dwell
With the foul smell of the rhymes that you yell
Pounding on your eardrums with my
our borders and
Crossing our shores
Building up cages
Separate more
Thinking why Biden
Stopped Trumps wall
Three letter agencies all involved
Flying in
friends, no
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
I catch a hoe right by her toe
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki
Kick that ho right through the door (TR3YWAY)
I
And you're hit by the full force of something pushed back and hidden
That's found a crack somewhere and rapidly risen
From some river or lake buried way down
the front door
You better put that fuckin' bag down
Red dot on your nose like cash clowns
These bitches think they Kash Doll
Kash Doll need to sit her ass
Sometimes it's hard to speak what I keep inside
So I just lay it down on the track with rhymes
Can't see me, I've been lurking man, I'm straight up from
Winkle, sleeping on me
Consider this your wake up call, backing down is deep in your dreams
Dreaming of my surrender, like Aerosmith
You can Dream On, 2020
And you'll find at least three people
With their heads down on the bar
Doesn't matter what time of day
The local boys joke
More tattoos than teeth
But they
my damn fleet
I got hidden kilos in the bags in the backseet
I take shots and I sink em like I'm van vleet
An athlete, I run the game like a track meet
down the track
Your suitcase in your tiny hands
I was struck by lightnin' by your lightnin' bolt
My heart beatin' rhythm to beat the band
My heart
G up, she said I got you, that's for sure
So I ain't think twice, I just booked it out the door
Running down the street, I was trying to be discreet
Motherless and broken down
Motherless and broken down
I am alone now
Depression is a creature that is hidden inside
But only a few can wake it up and make it
Time is an illusion
It moves faster
The more that we forget to enjoy
So Baby won't you slow down
You can catch the sunset when you're running
Just
Verse One: Tash
I knew this nigga by the name of Captain Hook
Who had a record deal but no lyrics in his book
But everywhere you looked
Oh, late one night when the devil came for me
Pounding on my door
It was quarter past three
I was in bed
And I was half asleep
When the devil came
Smoking weed, true indeed
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Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
It's the ten wife commandments
I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
It's the ten wife
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