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coming through
Still with my team, I don't run off like you
Stacking it up, boy it's bread by the loaf
Outer space flow, so it's Rick Owen's coat
Beat

she suck it, yeah, I stick it, uh
If I smoke it, yeah, I spliff it
This that Hong Kong, 745, Black Wall vibe, won't you ride with it
MR38 by my side,

with me
Now they watching what they saying to me
All my old colors, they been fading on me
Taking U-turns, switching lanes on me
Got it by myself, that's

I’m doin my thing all lit up
Ain’t no mother fucker tellin me, I’m not a winner




I’m a city boy poppin the top of my henny bottle I’m just sippin, I

try to diss you
Heart broken by a school mate now she's texting that nigga I miss you
We got bigger fish to fry like getting paper cover magazine issue

way you can reproduce it
I got verse in my spirit cause I was raised by this music
Hit the stage with the fuse lit, set to aim at a few kids
No names

and I've caught the end lit
When I touch the beast, he'll eat the ring the lucky ring.

I don't know where to take it, but I'm really glad to take it

embrace.

From the birthplace of the beat to shores kissed by the sea,
Reggae's spirit thrives, setting hearts and minds free.
In this tropical paradise,

pivot like I was a shotter

You niggas be really be using binoculars
I'm by my paper like I was a copier
You niggas haters, you really do copiers
I'm

fancied her but she wanted him too it seemed 

He followed the trail of broken stories till he heard that she left town,

She was packed and gone by

the fuck imma rap about
When we all rap about
Some shit that’s making us lit
So I go home and start threading my stitch
Sharpen my blade with shit harder

of everyone who Stay Lit
I told em all to "fuck off, this shit ain't no hobby"
People got Fuego tattooed on they bodies!
Ever since a teen was smoking blunts

Nigga I ain't got it like you think, go to work
Im a young nigga, I be getting lit and getting turnt

Y'all be hiding from y'all pain but I say face  it

withdrew earlier in the day
So the French capture the city Donon there's no way
With little resistance they are duped to advance
Only to be lit up by

leave snacks out they may get devoured, by
Mary, Molly, Lucy in Jacuzzi
Woo
Only popping beans, no Roofies
Roofies
And I told that bitch I'm ruthless

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, holdup, holdup
Pussy nigga, you want smoke
Same ones that got set up by some bitches and exposed
Make sure that

person
Working by any means, so the resume's perfect
Like Hermes, one thing for certain
When it comes to the bag, you trash, I'm a Birkin
Straight surface,

I mean this stay
Out of my business
I been lit not
My fault you missed it
Big deals
Big meals
Big leagues
What I do on the field is
None of your

smoking on my own
I been posted on my own
I been cooking on my own
I been smoking on my own getting high

Gotta do this shit by yourself
Gotta get rich by

All of em lit
Yea I know that you dont want to see me
Don't be acting different when you see the TV
Looking at me like I owe you something
Indecisive

vultures, allowing them to pick me apart
Left me as bait in the water to get eaten by sharks
In a nest of them creatures that become a threat in the dark

I'm eastside by the trees
Stay wavy like the seas
On lock I got the keys
And bass you feel the breeze
So much a heat make a sauna cold
Im on a roll

believe me though
I always say that
But I'm too flawed, too raw
When I'm sipping bourbon with a lit cigar
Please forgive me
Imma just be honest
I'm having

Kicking it, getting lit
Sitting back, not doing shit
Perfect timing
For a nice trip
Me and this good life
Is a good fit
Won't be back home
For a good