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anchor to my soul, sanctify me light a fire in my bones, kill that old man inside me
ct the cresting of each morning sun I'll serve him till the day is
movies
But this time babe I’ll get enough
Jam it on the station that plays! You know how it goes,
baby, the all day, everyday,
we're jammin' it live
your Kid/
You're never gonna honor God,
If all you do is wanna honor men/
Just busy seeking approval from a bunch of folks that are not your friends/
Pissing people off just to show them who I be
Yung Lean in my ears, GTB to SBE
I'mma smoke your ass up in the Stu', that's on me
Yeah I'm all day swimming
Pissing people off just to show them who I be
Yung Lean in my ears, GTB to SBE
I'mma smoke your ass up in the Stu', that's on me
Yeah I'm all day swimming
Back to the regular life when sun was still so bright we chillin' no fight
Got my homies like side by side we ain't even need a whip we just pull up with
All night long
I guess that we ain't stoppin;
All night long
[Verse 2: Mickey Factz]
I take them lemons life yeah
Wanna get to heaven right where
heighted my innocence
I was living out life behind the picket fence
Happy go lucky scared of no one
With the only exception, I'm allergic to the sun
I Mr Man I'm just Soldier Mac
Here I stand open hands I want all of that
Painting vivid pictures influenced by old prescriptions
Of people passing
wide
Images around me
Don't identify inside
Just one blur I recognize
The one that soothes and feeds
My way of life is easy
And as simple are my
Christmas Eve together. She was like the sun to all of us who were scattered around the planet. She had this magnetism and this warmth that people would just
balance, regain my way
Mum and Dad, it all worked out okay
Kissing Kyle, kissing Dan
Damn I'm such a lucky Man
Things get thrown round to radio sound
Best
around and reached into my pocket roll my weed some more
I just put a shiny on my wrist yeah thats an Audemar
I just spend like twenty at Ruth Chris yeah
around
Smokin' acute; the old Ducados the old man got down in Spain
Eatin' acute; eggs and french fries on the side
Ride that Harley Davidson in
goblin
Posted around drug dealers, killers and niggas that's ready to rob ya
I'm just trying to prosper
Until I'm surrounded by geniuses, entrepreneurs,
we might just change a life… or two
We are the few that influence the many
We never had much
Quick to give away plenty
Let the goal be to give’em all
thing I wanna do is go out a loser
Much more than a internet user
Just want to be an all around good human
Streets never been the same every since tooka
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
says that, "I miss my twenties"
She ain't even that old
Gifted me two bath bombs
Painted a lil picture of my face
Knows the lyrics to all sad songs
lying on the concrete floor with no rug
Staring at the window watching the sun come up
I'mma get up like Forest Gump
And just start running till my
who contradict each other are the traitors
Operators and creators just stand by and learn some
You got to roll it up smoke it up burn one in the sun
back when I was two, under the blazing sun
Three years old, there was a time where I'd play and run
Imma look back and reminisce to when the days are
wide
Images around me
Don't identify inside
Just one blur I recognize
The one that soothes and feeds
My way of life is easy
And as simple are my
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