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me off-guard
You said you're not sure if I'm real
We're in the back seat of your car
And if we do this then there's no resuscitation
We're breathing

Don't have to be a pro just to get up on your feet
Don't have to be a star just to get up from your seat
Girls, I know your man is lovin' that's true

roll up
Eyes locked on me we so stuck
Riding with my heat on
Plus I got them seat warmers
She want me to skeet on her
Skeet Skeet on her
Skeet skeet

and I'm feeling the lack of greatness
Stuck in the driver's seat, how'd I get so complacent?
I know the road well, but I don't know my destination
The red

that came
And fill up the seats in your midst
On and on it goes
You chase unholy ghosts
Image is king in this portrait you paint
A means to an end in

poppin
I'm about to wake up all the zombie's
I'm rolling these bomb trees
All underneath the palm tees
Ya'll can have a seat for the time being
The gun

wide
Looking real surprised
Thought my dawg turned gay he said he got homo side
He meant Homicide
Right in the driver seat I watched my homie fucking die

trying to see some
Life up and down
Just like a seasaw
And niggas treat you according
To the side
That your seat on
All facts
What I speak on
Ten toes down

on they wish list
Hella
Two seat rev up
With the pedal to the metal
I knew you would choose better
Cuz my

Rhyme flow
Cemetery raw spit it spit it forward

I got bout 20 rounds up in dis drum though
Ghost Face walk in your crib wit a dun cloak
Bitch I walk around with a .44
Only 2 seats in this whip fuck

you leak
Produce it, I'm making beats
You comfortable on your knees
It's wonderful I'm loving you
Treating me like a seat
No running you can't retreat

got a front row seat to be witnessing
My rise to the top, I know it must be sickening

You keep paying me dust but that's not my currency
Every time you

I stood at the door stained in crimson
I knocked and you welcomed me in
You gave me a robe and a seat at your table
You gave me a reason to sing

like candy and quiche
Hit from the back with my feet in her seats
Throwing it back should've put on my cleats
New Ahluwalia jeans, she want to go

the face, bae we making hella plays
Back seat, shorty fuck it up, we fade away, yeah
And when I see that blue line on my iPhone
I know you're home alone
Baby

at the high table?
The high table
Definitely another thing I really really cared about
Not?
Except that I did
But who took my seat from me?
I do hope you've

tic tac
Spin back get yo shit whacked
Talk and get yo head tapped
Lurking lay the seat back
Mobbin' in the Scat pack
Twin glocks in the backpack, but

what I need
Like my hand in poker playing it how I see
Have a seat and observe how I deal with this pain
Cuz the way I woke up today would only have me

down to ride
This rollercoaster
Leave you screaming here Inside
I just hold my breath
Then wait To breeth
I been calm
I been camping on the seats
Sooner

blicky on my mother fucking seat
I got mad bitches trying to come love on me
Had to tell them back off yeah
I don't need that bitch
I just need my racks

attitude
Fastest tune
Get you out your seat and
Make you bust a move
Test the mood
Feel the vibe
Close to death and suicide
Who I am
The fortified
Fortress

know me
Cause this not the old me
You get the floor seats
Or you get the nose bleeds yeah
Eight o Eight so hard brah let it beat up uggh
I can't hit you

With a silly story
I sit on my seat
With a view of the street
What am I to do?
So tired, tired of being blue
So tired, tired of being blue
Tired, so

to die
The greed
Only
Feeds your
Voided soul
Gaze from afar
Understand what you are
Live in deceit
But keep that shit in the back seat
Where you belong