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contemplating hitting the north
And trying to get all these bags off by the first or the forth
But I'm my own leader gotta stay up in my lane
Right now it ain't

on the road
Too late... great
She sways and swerves, each that she coughs
I honk my horn but, her hearing aid's off
Slowly decaying both body and mind
Not just

the keys to the ride
while I swerve on the curb tryna see while I drive
puffin’ herb tryna learn all the keys to survive
when it burn all my nerves are

as a bitch wit the keys to the ride
while I swerve on the curb tryna see while I drive
puffin’ herb tryna learn all the keys to survive
when it burn all my

poetic make it plain and simple
Bumps on my road to riches
I swerve the lanes to try to miss them
My brother overseas yeah I miss him
Vacant and lonely

that knot then you swerve, keep it on a squeeze

You niggaz bitches with switches, these niggaz shootin feet
Killin babies and bitches, keep it in

Mmm
Swerve nigga
We been thugging nigga
Pray lord forgive us
Chasing the moon and the stars
One day I'm going real far
She claiming that a nigga

to fucking calm my nerves
I be fucked up but you still could understand my words
I'm versatile mothafucka you the one that sound the same
Bitch swerve is you

hitting wit mittens
I'm missing wishing man listen
I glisten like sun and water while fishing.
Bust the move and then swerve
Serve words with nerve embedded

Swerve on em hitting curbs, I been burning bridges
Turbulence, all I do is get higher
Perfect pic, multiply and I serve em fishes
Murder division, Love my

impressed by the cost I can serve it to the Fiends
Getting dressed don't cost when you own everything
Ima blessed up broke boy all my people eat
Ima blessed

bitch
And You Know I Just Ride
Never Had Feeling
Put  Pride to the side
Missing My Dawgs
They Dead in the sky
Are you goin ride
And stay by my side
So

swerve all these lanes
I'll probably wake up my neighbors
Just like it's Makaveli, I'mma disappear
I won't talk to nobody
Bitch, yeah
I ain't gotta worry

Holla. Holla. Holla back at me. Yeah. Come on. 

Gettin' freaky in my chevy with a bucket of some chicken and some sweat tea. I got my girl by my

Looking at these niggas sad out the window
Now I gotta swerve pass in my lambo
Said this in another song block these bitches from my heart Mutombo

I'm in

to just bag of feathers,
Outweigh the credit with endeavours
By any measures severe the senators
I guess have to be political to make it better
Life is

Why you be acting as if you know me?
I shoot my shot it goes in cuz im rocking 23's
But you don't even know me, yuh
Cuz lately i ride by my loneley, yuh

of you hittin the road if you don't know to swerve at a dead end
Started out bein a mess and now I tell mufuckas leave me a message
Every verse that I spit

I've been gone
539 days it's been long
I got game and I got bars
I swerve around and I crash cars
On the way to school I don't hit pause
Keep

Yeah I'm in the sky it feels like I'm flying but it's in slow motion
I been trying to get by and keep my control
Caught up in the highs ignoring the lows

be big by next week
If I'm wrong I still gotta check see
I'm makin' money moves
I'm makin' big bops that you wanna rock to
I'm makin' people jealous

happen
I always got the bros by my side
Priorities right, for the craft
Like my nigga what's happenin

Hook: Mazo
But I wouldn't really say
It's all games

beef
I done seen niggas bitch out in the streets
Don't do no talking, we do it and leave
Big bag, big swerve, yeah
Run up, you murked, yeah
Did my own

Don't go
Don't go

Sometimes I close my eyes while I drive
Just so I can lean and swerve in the night
And if I might seem to recklessly die
I can see