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Fuck it up, fuck it up..
Movie on, movin all fast and slow like girls on videos..
Take it off, take it all, 
Takin off, thick enough,
Big enough, gettin

Now we're movin' on (where?)
To Logan Paul (oh)
I was appalled when I saw all the controversy
Totally shocked, so many thoughts all comin' to me

Rolling the vibes smoking the loud
Never threw drought I'm smoking A pound
Movin threw crowds never a Frown
Face like a clown I'm never around

up like 豆腐
Shawty hit me out the blue
Slurp me up like 合気道
Chop you down jiu jitsu
Mental Jiu jitsu I'm keepin' two
When comin' through
These 忍者s want

alone
Suicidal thoughts
Gimme help before I do it now

D-D-Do it now
Tryinna push it fast
Before I mess it up
Mess it up
Tryinna make it up
But I'm movin

The mother of four would become one of an estimated two million Muslims
Detained without trial by China's government over the past three years
In

The world is movin' fast and I'm still movin' slow now.
It's leavin' me behind while I sit here dreamin'....
Some guys got to aim at the stars.
I just can't

out as a underdog who never lost hope
You in the wrong cab, down the wrong path, nigga, wrong way, wrong road
Snakes in the grass, tryna slither fast, I

' so fast

Yeah, you movin' real slow
My bank account
Yeah, I'm countin' decimals
Yeah, one, two, three

Yeah, I'm addin' digits
Yeah, so much comments

a Lambo truck, this shit is so fast
I put it right in the garage
I bought two twin choppas they right on my side
The Drake and one name is Josh
When I start

As they sat up in the tower above the glass floor
Time is movin' fast, I spent two years watching sand fall right through the moving glass
And our chances

two peas in a pod
Oh Gods
These kids are shootin' spit wads
While I serve 10 star cod
Ritz Carltoning my way to nod
At the bod
At the bottom of the pit,

Street Life

JT the Bigga Figga

Longbeach 2 Fillmoe

2001

called up
The shit I spit how shit get caught up
Get rid of mycrow bar before a person 14-5
The shit niggaz gotta do try 2 get high
As time fly by so

that's lost within
Smokin' and drink like accomplishments
I'd rather runaway, you too
Another Sunday, we argue
Maybe by Monday, it's part two
On Tuesday,

thru tha mirror in tha fast lane 
Ion know my destination 
I just know a bag waitin 
Fuck it up don't get complacent 
Run it up until my feet achin 
I

the peas and rice
But I'll corn  on any nigga if he's movin' sly

And I'll get him wet fast if his moves are dry
I got money on my mind when I'm cruisin' by

Grindin' hard movin' fast now you watch them hop.
turned it up we be blazin' through the fucking scene
Fast success my life be like fucking a dream
Started

naughty
Got her boppin' crazy, no New York, I'm not talkin' Notti
See me drive by, hella fast, bitch, I'm gettin' up-scoobies
Boys get behind me, on my

do the dash, got some fast feet, catch me
Tokin' on that blue cheese, fatty, match me
Threads rockin' Louie, uh, Ksubi
Still on that block, uh, shit,

asleep for two days with my high ass
Live in the moment, sip slow, but I drive fast
We don't believe a word you say 'cause you cry wolf
The spot Gordon

just like a huxtable
Plus i'm rollin wit the cross roads
Movin fast foward/while you other suckas
Stuck in a pause mode
I goes deep like a great white

Style of X-Pression [Bonus Track]

Kid Rock

Grits Sandwiches for Breakfast

1990

Non-commercial lyrics run like Hershel
Walkin' fast cause I'm a smooth talker
Appeal the feel, but don't praise and kneel
Just heal

And always

own the block, sixteen had two TECs and one MAC
Niggas cookin' that work, we thirsty to see it come back
Killas and rats, sold crack, fiends where I

were high by 7:25
And by 2:10 it wore off and they were boutta to die
Heard em say I hate being bipolar it's awesome
Monacellis green shirts making