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through the night, in the pulse of the city
Synthwave love, it feels so gritty

Pixel skies, digital highs, as the city breathes
On the grid, where

All of my niggas know get to the bag
I get to the cash
Get to the cash
Get to the cash I go digital dash
I'm always on go
GVNG is on go
Make the assist

the bags more
Wanted a digital dashboard
You hittin' the backboard
I had 'em come in the back door
Wanted to hang (hang)
Now you're just sittin' there mad

What
No face
What
No face

Yeah, caught yu niggas lackin at the red light
Me, Trey, pull up, we gon' hit you with the headlights
We gon' pull up, we

hundreds it look they broke out the bank
Mad rich niggas putting Henny on splash
Pass in the digital dash
Bad bitch pretty face plenty ol ass
Yeah you know

diamonds dancin
I'm in Highland Park I'm doin' 10 a week I could dip like any day, no it's you
Just from the headlights, the headlights, yeah, yeah
See you

a impressão
Que cada toque de cada letra gasto a minha impressão
Digital neste mundo que é tão banal e tal
Gasto a minha lábia para induzir convicção
Éramos

this
Big money Mikey ain't scared of risk
Doing my thing since the digital disk
Yeah, that boy good, but he can't fuck with this Been making money, hand

Wanted a break but I could resist
Fuck your and your feature I don't need assist
You niggas is gay man fuck it I'm convinced
The niggas I fuck with

point in time

It was never my life's mission
To be a digital apparition
cnd now it's too late to apologise
But I'm just so tired of getting by

Is

When reading the digital data recorded on your compact disc
Providing you with outstanding reproduction
As well as added clarity and detail
When you hear

kill you or more
I've just no digital support, I feel attention, of course

Grab the keys and start to whip, I'm hard and sick to start a kit
I'm hard

to the cash 
Don't want no smoke niggas is ass
Future and Drake digital dash 

You niggas cappin, please why these bitches coming after me yeah 
I used to rap

dukes shed a tear
Hit 'em up, critical
Two bills on the dash it's digital
Miskeens on the net it's pitiful
Fake gangstas them niggas fictional
Drive

Hello there, can you hear me?
Are you there, my digital being?
I have so many questions to ask
To know about you, it's such a task

Hello human, yes

Feel the curve of the Earth
And I'll draw conclusions
And you can draw me dying
Sketch in a city cluster

Die-cast and crushing
With digital jitter

Yeah I walk with the light 
The knowledge I got is like headlights

I flipped the script and turned it 
To scripture

This a Ricky O, Helmut Lang

headlights
On my own time
Different elevated height
She know that I'm prepared for the worst
About to take flight
Come on baby let me put you on this

Pray

Royce da 5'9"

Layers

2016

to skip"
Introduce me to your chick, I turn this shit to a Skip to My Lou assist
I don't talk too much shit, I discuss shit by throwing hands
I'm a sucker

need a deal
I got assist
I don't need a kill
See, I'm the meekest still
Niggas out here looking for Onikka still
Niggas ducking but I see the bill
Boy

this
He be balling like Skiles the way He gave assists
So I'll keep it hunnit' like Wilt Chamberlain
I didn't come to apologize but to make amend (Thass

to assist

Maybe I'm special, or maybe I'm just nuts
Is it car headlights now lighting up my room
Too much science fiction just filling my mind
But I say skip

headlights, can't see (Blind)
We racin' up on the mountain, my car so gassed up, I'ma pass it to Reese (Aye, aye, aye, aye, wait that's me)

[Verse: risio]

Left Miami sum light
It's a late night
Ridin on the turnpike
Hit them headlights
Roll up we gon take flight
Ya we jus might
Colder than a Klondike