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on the couch
Now the boy running wild
Smoking trees by the pound
Dropping this heat
When you talking to me
And you ask for a feat
Every verse is a thou
Sand In

make a mess, who gets left with the mop?
You do right by God and it's wrong to his God
And if you don't believe in God, they say you're wrong
Well, what

head 1st bet a 100 g's I don't crash
93 or better in the foreign that's gas
A loud pack in a cigarillo that's gas I'm riding with it bet they won't fine

nigga and a poet
Blunt lit sippin' moet
Like to stack then blow it
We talking paper I'm on it
Four five in the mornin'
Writing hits while u yawnin'
Work

a kid bet you’ll figure it out
Saying you all with that gang shit talking bout not dropping out
I bet most of y’all gon be gone if the opps coming out

a have the mortgage payed in full like a miracle 
You granted my life and I ain't just talking about umbilical 
You done so much for me mom just rest I'll

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I was getting head at the red light
I'm talking district that had six talkin' had six lights
I was still going to hit it no

proved worthy dues
Head with no screws heart proven plenty fuel
Fulfill Fluent duel influence rhyming jewels
Pursuant music passions did it without

run it up
And get a hundred dubs, all that shit is 1v1
Man i can rhyme forever baby imma speak that shit
Told em i just do this shit i got some music

in bed
Me and my dog and that window painted by the rain
My alter ego writing music
About the old me and all those lucid dreams
Talking bullshit with

talking bout how this kid from Australia did it
Lately I'm tryna escape it's like This place is a prison
The chains have been slipping I swear you couldn't

Sonorous

The Underachievers

The Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

2014

drive I never get it now we
Riding to the top sitting low, windows tinted heh

I think it I do it, to spread the light through my music
If soulless sleep,

Sonorous

The Underachievers

The Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

2014

drive I never get it now we
Riding to the top sitting low, windows tinted heh

I think it I do it, to spread the light through my music
If soulless sleep,

the coast)
Now I know I'm never going broke, ay
I just took my mic and I put it in my backpack
Everywhere I go I keep my Mac strapped
Yeah, and I ain't talking

he's a lyricist?
To drink from my flippin sink is a privilege
Copy Jay-Z and make your fingers a pyramid
Keep making soulless music your fans buy
But jam

smart my nigga you looking stupid
Niggas talk about beef 
My nigga im talking music
You know Griz Got beats unsigned 
Now thats the movement (Thats

a feature, then you gotta pay
Nigga want smoke, then let's make it a date
I smoke and gas on my music, get lifted
I grew up always surrounded by sinners
Crazy

all me that's all I got, so I gotta make (this music last)
Look at the time 11:15, asking for links, yea I gotta pass

Don't focus on what's not

a demand
Yeah I'll be doing this music thing for a long, long time until
I can't physically stand
I gotta hand it to me: I've been wise beyond my years for

getting played 

So I just keep my heart, Locked up in a safe

Need to better myself best believe that I'm gon do what it takes

Gotta keep my head high

got hurt by that line about the producers?? (haha, someone must've) 
Someone has to be thinking about it like, "is he talking about me?"
Haha fuck'em

Surrounded by a copious amount of smoke
Let's get this dough
I'm all in
I'm tryna blow if y'all would let me
This sour kush aroma hit you like I'm swinging

Don't bow my head Because i am grace
Stack my bread Make my plate
I rely on the facts I don't walk by faith
And its all on me so i got to make a way

to fading bruh
Fuck all your views I'm the culture
Shooting through vulgar dudes til they own up
Leaking your D vids online but been talking to minors??
FBI