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Hahahhh L.A
Twenty 20, sprayeaglebeatz

In love with views, all up in the news
Fuck it I got hundreds of grands
I'm rich and I'm young that's my

bitch, fuckin' bastard
Back to the hand clappin'
You die quicker than Darren Wilson walkin' through Ferguson
Dressed like the grand dragon of the Klan

Every Five Minutes

Grand Agent

By Design

2001

vintage when I spit it 
From the Illadel side all the way to Venice 
No flaws, no blimish, you lust for it endless 

[Grand Agent] 
Word life, thought you

Did you ever fix the handle on your suitcase?
Or did you have to end up borrowing mine?
Full of toiletries and vintage clothes and polaroids kept

Every Five Minutes

Motion Man

Redneck Games

2004

vintage when I spit it 
From the Illadel side all the way to Venice 
No flaws, no blimish, you lust for it endless 

[Grand Agent] 
Word life, thought you

trees
Shorty attitude like
Bitch don't try me
For the throne I bleed
I need something
Hit the store as the haze clearing
The vintage warm me up

property 
I want the condo with a view 
And a balcony 
And then take over the game like monopoly 

I don’t help rappers nah I’d rather see em starve 
Cuz

Condo ocean view
Relax up on the balcony
I been cracking bitches lately
Feel like Ronda Rousey
Eye ball solo
Feel like Mike Wazowski
My white boy play for

OF THE ROW
YOU RUN THE BLOCK MAN WE RUNNIN' THE GLOBE 

Uh
I ain’t one of these colorful dread heads takin' pills 
I sat on the balcony blew and eighth chilled

they about none
I've had it up to here, I'm just about done
Don't rushing. a thing, stay down, it's gonna take time
Balcony with the view, kush lit, just

print you think  
This is how I react  
City view from the balcony rap  
From the land of lost souls  
Where the alchemy's at  Solid gold from a mere

here-
even our diseases.
How do I learn from my mistakes
if I haven't made them yet?

I feel wholeheartedly blank
like some grand granite idea.

Maybe

the atlas, you just stagnant

Running in places still bitter in this race
I'm still winning, judge your mama, that's the ending
I'm just on the balcony, views

16 and I got grand children
My niece is 24, and she doesn't call me uncle
My nephew got a job, and he spend his money drinking
My uncle 42,

tell me where to land out
They want a encore
Like I'm trynna bring a band out
Wanna bet more
I can pull 10 grand out
Rolling up these Runts
Know I got

slippers & Jordans and
We enjoy the ocean view
While we walkin’ holdin’ hands
Black bottles on ice up in the room
Pour up you feelin’ grand
Fuckin’ crazy

to set up the joke and the punchline takes us all home
Before we throw up our hands and lose all hope so
Belt it out from your balcony and join

this view
Cali be the mission like I'm XO My bitch in all designer she Celine lit too
Tryna put all of my niggas in a grand coupe if you aint one don't

Love niggas we lose
If you live in indecision then that decision you choose
Only difference 'tween a Catholic and Christian are written views
Dog it's

A thickie I'd tap her
A skinnie I'd ravage
They both say they friends
So something we'll manage
Thinking about some dividends
Doing 100 on the grand trunk

so perfect as my muse
Don't need a vintage Gibson
Or a record man to listen
Don't even need a crowd to sing it to
I just need you
These dreams that I

condo
MTV Cribs
Has been calling me
They wanna see 
The pretty view from my balcony
Seems like everyone I know
Wants to be in my
Condo, condo, condo

Its towers tall, strong trunks
and steeples winding branches
The hall a grove heart
Under the roof of silky leaves

From the balcony are views

I love the smell of new shoes
Sun rays and koo views
Conversations about moves
Enjoying some good food
"Can I get some orange juice?"
Thank you