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to the store but I'm too faded to drive
It don't even feel like I'm alive
Unless you right by my side
I got twenty-twenty vision chrome heart lenses on my eyes

happiness
Record happiness
Record
Record levels of happiness
Let's go to 2 o'clock
Yeh, I think it's nice to sometimes just record happiness
Ah shit how do

Uncle Sam, put tax on it and get it sold
I been in my zone, I won't be here for long
Lewciano, made man, ain't no getting by me
Drop a loaf on your head

wet because you I'm wavy, yeah
Might call you a bitch but treat you like a lady
Thanks for giving me head now accept this gravy, they be like
Boy you

They want that smoke smoke smoke smoke

Go head and run that back
Hit it twice if her ass fat
This blunt for me ion pass that
This high as shelf this gas

binds, swerving in and out the lines
Double vision trippin from all this liquor sippin, I think its spillin
On my Gucci linens, Lord please forgive my

neighborhoods
Might've passed by, you ain't seen it if you ask me
A couple bad times with ex bitches in the back seat
What is his life like, go head compare

don't get em hit

Gucci ain't Gucci dropped his ass that's my face lift
You gonna wake up in the sky I go ape shit
White boy wasted 1017 shots
Jamaica

(Yeah)
Alright den go head and show dem some pepper 

Huh? OK
I stepped in here like whoa!
To the top of all of my woes
But, it's death to all of my foes

Going 250 I’m zooming down the interstate
Gucci my fit bossed up for the dinner date
Diamond new Chanel double g on my chest plate
2 twin Glock’s

We cherish rainy days and hate sun
I'm hydroplaning, my mama done almost lost her son
But imma always keep a calm head
I grip the wheel, under

Don't)
She say she don't f*** with my arrogance (Oh Well)
I put the drip on, new Gucci slip ons
I Bust the Bag down, then put the B**** on
Cash cow, I'm

purse
She ain't got no check comin' on the first
Summertime and you know it's no school
So we had to keep it cool
Hit the community pool by ourselves

know she love it like a redbone
Your girl on that product, like she got a red phone
Diamonds, Fiji, VV, Gucci, Ferragamo, Prada
Fuckin' with them old

Flippy Floppy they be switching on me
Ain't nobody really tryna ride for the right reasons
I'm in here by myself
I need nobody
Cause I'll be somebody

bitch and I don’t got no crew wit me
She down to ride, by my side keep it on her at all
Times i do for her she do for me stays patient wit me like long

when you never know if niggas out here really with you
If you got that feeling then don't let it go, and keep it by yo side incase they split you
If they

And still on my head
17 in my bedroom talking
Said by now
We paint the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I've been wanting
And I think we

by a priest
And be treated for all of my demons
I’m leaving like Andrew Luck I gotta go!
Exorcist, Emily Rose!
Haters I keep on their toes like they

rock the black and stainless
My artillery game is that of batman
Gucci loafers all in ya sofa yea im that man
Posted on Palfrey code name crack man
I

punching these lines it ain't a joke
Spread love where ever you go now that's a quote
I'm always at the head of the class they pass notes
I hear them whisper

word advice don't never trust no hoe
When she hand you that trap be sure to count your dough
Get on your mark, set, ready, go
Ima tell you about some

the motha fuck I am
Don-P, Big Boss on some Ross shit
Big bands, show off I don’t talk shit
Big Guap, big bands on my Gucci shit
Pussy niggas talkin big shit

fuck the tag
We just thumbing through cash
Cause our life living fast
Red bottoms on my feet
And I'm swimming in the Gucci 
He say my future looking