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a dollar for a dutch
Four was to a gram, and we we're getting high
Used to be the fam, now we getting by
Walking into work and I'm asking for respect
Cause

I freestyle in my sleep
I said record it
I probably drop a subconscious album in the morning when I wake up
I never fuck with fake love
I've seen my

by now you should know my name
I won't make it 'till pigs fly?
What? You ain't ever seen a cop in an airplane?
Everyone hated me now I'm king

needs a change
We caught up caught in the chains
Change we necessitate
We gotta stray from the same
All we care 'bout is pay
No lyrics just 808s
Issues,

Cartier shades and I glance in a daze
Cover 'em up 'cause my eyes been glazed
Got on a beat 'cause I needed a raise
Happened overnight, in a minute

I don't do normal gigs
I do awkward gigs
I do Yorkshire gigs
You can guarantee that it's not my sort of shit
But I still drag myself up out of my

yours cant light a match up 
Act up like you in front of a green screen pretending you're flying 
And I will crush your thorax from single blow that is

the nine-ten
I've been dropped more times than albums
Seen changes and how love sweetly turns sour
With time the wine is finer
We wine down and wind up
Looking

everyday
I hope this feeling will soon fade away
I'll walk through life step by step
Cause I make my life come through on the web
Through on the web
Through

vinyl albums by the crate now that's great
it was a bit late for a clean slate
filled up the chalkboard it was time to erase, uh oh
sometimes the biggest

works, and you're already in debt.
By age 15. Got a phone, but know means to keep up with the bills. Now it’s 20 years later.

Chorus

Verse 2

up when in actuality we weren't even in a race
I'm in another lane, different space, out of space
Bigger views, better place, I'm sorry I can't relate

nothing is turning
we're still getting shot in these streets and it's hurting
but nevermind that cause yo bitch won't stop flirting
she came through with

legendary doing moves  I never look back  thou you want  to hold I'm on the run my life is what I make it I'm getting done by all means I never give up my

vinyl albums by the crate now that's great
it was a bit late for a clean slate
filled up the chalkboard it was time to erase, uh oh
sometimes the biggest

in hoodies

Mark and Slap don't call them junkies
They walking by giving knowledge
Them Nells should've left the court
La Cobra snuck up and robbed him

cuffed a bag without a single show
I know some people left me on the road
They switched up for a deal but they never really blow
BIG names on your albums

many different people
I smoke
Bats with cats who opened up their sacks
And put that shit in my hand
And never asked for it back
My thinking cap, that's

did
You’d now be gone
But you’re trapped here, afraid to let go
Cause the world is so big, will Oli go
We don’t know
Unless you got service in

tough
With the lights on
I'll put your lights out
With a phone cord
Post up like
Itachi on a light post
One day we're going to see
About them white jokes

didn't get home on time
The fruit falls outta the tree
cnd ends up food for the flies
The end of the humble plums
That got over-ripened by pride

The Plum

fine, I pull her hair while she jerk me with her right hand
I don't got no time for one night stands
But if you're mine, you stay by my side, you is my

Taylor Swift and Country
So I made you an album
I hope you like it you're the subject of every song
Remember days you used to lay in my arms
Now I just

Now if I told you how I felt from the jump
Things would be different
I'd have more money saved up
And we'd have never split
It
Makes no fucking sense