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I toast
My heart keeps giving, maybe it's just broke
All I know is love, I'm addicted to this dope
But things change cause nothing stays the same
I

know her speed will always change
Screeching tires to erase all the pain
She's independent according to what she says
You can never reprimand her
I like

Slow burning Dutches in the whip I count my earnings up
We get it by the pound so I'm around and bitch I'm serving up
I give Saliva back his bread

what the hell you want me to do
While you're in that mancave
I love you like I never loved no one
I don't wanna just walk away
But we ain't even making

what the hell you want me to do
While you're in that mancave
I love you like I never loved no one
I don't wanna just walk away
But we ain't even making

Not in beef with em why they praying make I crash out
Turn their hate to money got my bank app stand out
Hate is real but I don't engage in that

I touched my goals with a sight and a beam
Killing shit is exciting to me
It aint gone happen if i didnt agree MLK Btich ima fight for my dreams
I

smallest things
Like red or blue color, then catch a case
It's California though
I love it like tha riders do
Poppin' our collas, dippin' in Impalas
Dogg I'm

Start a new life, new life
With u by my side
Use to wanna die
But the music gives me life
Throw the bs to the side
U kno u my ride or die
Yea

i know that love is never what you're wanting me for
But that doesnt hit me till im at the step of your door


Cause you burn just like the bottom

See You in the Spring

Court Yard Hounds

See You In The Spring/Everybody's Hurting

2010

Cold Chicago nights
Chains on tires
You're diggin' out snow
That wind, it just ain't right
I made up my mind
I'm headin' home

Well babe,

And shuffle all my feathers
Crack this skull like dried out leather
I'm gonna beast about
I'm gonna feel you out
Right and rosy
Dead in your mouth

What a world

need of a pit stop tired like some tires burnt out from spending time spinning riled up wired. 
A wise man knows himself to be a fool. Only a fool thinks

Boutta 1 take this shit

Yo

Uh

Yo this the roll call
Y'all niggas better tune in like vocals

Man kiss my ass nigga tried to call me local
Hit

with loyalty

Self-fed, come to the money, I got my own bread
Go-getter, wait on a nigga, baby, we off that
New whip, chrome on the rims, tires is

You like the colors of my flag well let me tell you what you'll die for
You like the colors of my flag well let me tell you what you'll die for

a birkin' bag yea
Took off like a running back
Falling in love what's the fun in that

See me I tell her what it is then I go feel out the vibe yea
Tell her

by your side
I've arrived, ya my mind on autopilot, that's just fine
Try to look but that's distraction
Tire pumped and we got traction
Hit a bump

Surprise because DaCoolOne is gonna flow on this mic
Catchin' you slippin' when I just attack like the gnats
That be making you scratch all the time when I'm

stand by and wipe away your tears
Blackout curtains and red live wires
You bald faced liar you slash my tires
To live is to suffer I guess and
To love is

enough
To toss marathons bombs in the ruff
Gone, the wrong interrupts and hanging puppets by the strings
Tugging hearts, here's the rub
My marionette's

try to stop me attitude

My hill, hillbilly girl
She's a two-steppin', chance-takin', hell-raisin', love-makin'
Hill, hillbilly girl, she's

Industry

Waxwing

One for the Ride

2002

dealt with.
Your not that man drop it repeat
There's only so much that's in our hands.
The casing for this powerful spirit
Tires but is strengthened

Unravel

Lynn Miles

Unravel

2001

I've been livin' out here by the hydro towers
Tryin' to feel my feet and regain my powers
Livin' on the flight path, tryin' to feel the ground