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I been slippin in
Dippin in
Synonym riding
Studio poesidain Maryland Monroe robbing Heart racing 
Blunt facing
Tupac replacement
Only one

off
Just so you could touch the sky without a passport

And if I had to do it again
I would do it harder
Streets getting spooky my dear but I'm

Now im catching flight same time still dropping bars
She ride me like a nascar still call me Mr nice guy
Street gonna show wise put a fist for a fight

if I cut my wrist
Guns fired somebody's child lays dead on the street
The path of the dead and forsaken, lies on the stream
The cry of a broken mother,

temper, bad
manners, and bad habit's
It dont matter muthafucka, if you need it
I can send them to the valley pick aˆ?em up and retrieve aˆ?em
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The day was about 88 degrees on my paper route,
racing around, taping flyers, tryna finagle a crowd.
Ran into Sweet Lick on the pavement and gave