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times
Young Travie do it with his closed eyes

Y'all niggas couldn't fathom sauce
If I ever had to hand it to you like a fourth time
You're fourth row

on a tortilla made by mi tia 
Would ya like to share some of my Don Julio tequila 
Hi Senorita
Nice to meet ya, nah 
Lemme act like a legend and bury my bone

to James bitch
Let him spark it up in this bitch, we on a ride in the stitch man
You gotta be home, wait you wanna be slick
We only got 10 minutes so we

Change your thinking, it’s so elaborate
I earn thousands just by when I’m laughin’ 
Money thinks I’m so attractive 
I be hard to locate 
Grinding is my

Spurs Go

Hear me in the front row
RC Buford
Spurs up bigger than Houston
Dream team
David Robinson
Towers Twin
George Gervin
No xman
Iceman cool
Finger

V1
Preacher Dan was a God fearin' man who grew up on the farm
Worked the rows with a plow and hoe building muscles in his arms
But he sold his 80

me why is it your girl that’s stressing me?
Like I don’t deal with enough heat already B
Don't ex-cite the flames 
5 years cooking perfecting

row
If you got people who don't 
You in the boat alone
How you guys together when everyone's on their phone
"Escaping moment"
Makes sense don't it?
I

Chorus:

Father/Son livin’ on the run / just a modern day love story, livin’ by the gun /
Father/Son stayin’ on the run / just some modern day

that you feel
As long as you stay committed to dreams

Your curly hair in the breeze
Make this beautiful scene
As we row on the great see
I leave

I'm meant to
Be remembered
I don't stencil
Instrumentals
I just go with the flow
I just row my own boat
Never sold me a soul
Aye
Only retreat on a vacay

the crew so stay in yo lane and row the boat
And don't take me for granted when I'm gone
Cuz I'm the standard the greatest and they just don't understand it

pussy feet deep
In that front row at his funeral, where that lady got a seat
I don't talk, they cross that line, I'm just gon' let the chopper speak

For

up in a row
One by one they gotta go 

Body bag
Get your toe tagged
Last laugh, yea
Had to put a rapper in a casket
Too many body bags I am rocky

Sit back, u a victim, while I stand up, in the front row, just watch close
And just hear me speak
I feel for the past and the real poems, them roots

of God and your father are right by your side
Thinking back to them times thoughts of suicide
How would momma feel if you actually took yo life?
Never met

With no rapport
I know forsure
My Nova Core is solid
As above so below
And so I row
My broken boat
To golden coast for profit
It's a landmine, damn I'm

the captain of your hope and it's time to row there's no difference in a yacht or boat it's still sink or float
I can feel it I can feel it
I can feel it in

the slave 
Stood by the water 
Reflection is harder 
Why do they bother 
Bag over my head 
Cursed like our daughters 
Same boat same faith 
Only it's

track
All my clothes black, I pull up in all black, bruh
I'ma cut your throat then I'm row my boat
Lonely cowboy, boogie-woogie, dancehall
Interpol is

days and nights
I never forgive myself
for your love, yo know?
I've got time for your forever
Little darlin', keep me warm
As time by,
they change

palm
Across the brook, you squint, a flat hand above your eye
Some fowl sight, bloodshed, sigh, it's a part of life
Row boat to body, bag up a fleshy

Sticks and stones may break your bones
But man I am different by 200 meter
Man I have travelled through the ocean
Finding my soul like a pilgrim

she wanna row the boat, It's me
Um yes, Hi hello, Pardon me how are you doing
Asking me them questions hate to break it I ain't shooting
Thinking I'm