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make a dolla, I was livin' with my folks
Almost drowned in the water just tryna stay afloat
Slide thru the lane, this brand new McLaren, five percent

ain't easy

Been livin' on the first floor
Shout out Nomusa Thuli
She hold it down for the niggas
And then created a vision for them to grow old
That's

now
Day by day, I find myself feeling so free, so free yeah
Feet off the ground, head in the clouds, too high above to hear the crowds, the sky is all I

within
Like Black thoughts from the roots
When i spit you'll feel a cold breeze
Like who left the GOAT in the fridge
Quality Control it takes precision

i use to be yo go to this gotta be a code blue ma Heart is feelin totaled and no I'm not a donar this shit is gettin soulful all the tears you cried

ver
702 en mi area ya tu sabe como es
L fucking V blue sky see the palm trees
All around my city drive around these streets
Strip down in cleats in

Palmdale

Afroman

The Good Times

2001

Yeah
Yeah

Just like bums, we used to stay
In the slums of LA, by the way
Gang-bangers killin' each other for reps
Sellin' rock cocaine on my

Met you in the summer
Warm sun
Red sky
Blue mind
We were under the palm trees
With a small touch of a breeze
I wish this summer never ended
I wanted

kicking
You would think it's made by Kato
You cannot beat me kicking
I'll leave your corpse with a halo
It's going over your head
Step to me
Watch where you

Yeah

Thought I found a reflection of you
Late night staring at the deep blue
Caught a memory like I was letting loose on the reel
And the truth is I

side in his own
Blue and matte black with streaks on the side
Eat you cute, bitch you got thicker thighs
We make hits and record in the green room
Be

hater
But that's for different pages
Keep the mood blue skies and daisies
I'm perpetually in a daze it's
It's prolly cos of my ADH- shit
What was I saying

even yo point of livin?
Dog think he really fuckin’ with me, he don’t bought a Brietlin’
See that nigga wearin’ the Playboi Carti’s, I’m with Igg Azalea

My Way

Aaron Pritchett

Body of Work: A Collection of Hits

2015

signs full of bullet holes
Back then when he was raising hell
You knew he was comin' by the blue lights on his tail

Go tell the Sheriff
John Roland

My Baby Mamma

The Luniz

Lunitik Muzik

1997

and steadily smokin marijuana?
Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA!

(Yukmouth)
My baby mamma, probably been screwed 
by so many dudes that she's confused
Keep makin

Candy beaming somethin like a Majin 
Kid vicious
Kick rocks y'all really ain't livin
That's mere subsistence 
We need consistence yo
End comin I done seen

past you
Got em goin nuts
Sorta like a cashew
Got the bird flu
My cash blue


Flew the coupe
We thru the roof
We off the meter
We off scale
All hail

of talent
Got the Juice, and I'm selling by the galloon
Wake and bake, meditate, then I'm balanced
And, only if it's me against me its a challenge
We livin

every moment
Smooth breeze, red and green lights
Street lamps through the glass dark blue sky and black trees at night
Yeah we
Cruising through the night

Warm wrapped cool in the breeze
Maximum ease
Talks and the life that after the pees
Chapters the closure the 
Facts how doing now naturally
Glad to be

what may,
Oh, the moon so bright tonight, fills our hearts with endless light.

(Verse 2)
By the river, softly flowing, where the night birds sing their

past you
Got em goin nuts
Sorta like a cashew
Got the bird flu
My cash blue


Flew the coupe
We thru the roof
We off the meter
We off scale
All hail

IM so driven 
My bars hittin 
Now I'm sittin 
That I can later make my livin just wit spittin
Cuz I'm part of something big
Where we call it IM but

Writings up in the sky I read that symbolic

Yeah
I did me wrong by keeping my bad side a secret
Secret from me
Yeah I love blue but I seek red
Mood that I