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You got me running around the country, I'm tryna find you
I need a girl I can relate to and come by to
See me dealing with my momma, you help me do

bitches to crash in my loft
But I slash from the back then pass to my uh
Young nigga flexed up I run with it yeah
Band talk cash money when I'm spitting

my way aye
And it's just like how I always say lil nigga you want a feature you better come pay aye
I'm finna roll up a j and ask Cj if he tryna

gon' come in threes
That lil' boy a cheepskate he probably can't roll with me
I'm gon' run up bands like each day,
I got money tall as me
If it all fell

thats the jakes, if it is I ain't see none
Gave that bitch my heart and then she played me like a rerun
Thumbing through a roll shit done left me with

play the guitar some even bar hop with a band
Never leaving town never tour across the land
But you sing, and you sing

O oh yea, o oh yea yea
and you

led inside the bands
Roll a couple grams, this shit wasn’t planned
Grab a crystal glass
Pour you Saint-Esprit from the South of France
Turning water

35 Laurel Drive

MC Lars

This Gigantic Robot Kills

2009

every time a tour rolls by, you know we'll stay at
Laurel Drive

John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house
John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house

Waiting for an Invitation

Benji Hughes

A Love Extreme

2008

Ladies roll by
Like a million cemetery lawns
I don't even try anymore
Keeping up with the headstones
Maybe I've been waiting too long, too long

fifty, but you sure look all right

Now listen
I traveled once with this rock and roll band
and my baby was a hero at every small town bar
and I watched

me shout from afar
Runnin' them bands, I should take track
When I pass by your bitch, she gon take back
I'ma roll up two grams and I face that
And I

Rolling light, I'm only carrying a couple Gs
My balls in her mouth, ain't no way she bout to fumble me
Listen, so just understand
Roll with me, you'll

your rappin' is even allowed

Me and my squad, we roll with the strap
We comin' for you like an all out attack
I'm in your palace taking your momenta

your top hit
Slide by your crib in a blacked out whip with the blacked out tint
I up the stick and I hit
Glock 19 with a switch
I up the stick on your

it all seems like so long ago

Started with a one-night stand
Small time act supporting band
And ended playing to a full house
Full house
Full house

a Rock&Roll Band
He came to the girl and said Hey
He made this atemporal spell
To keep your Heart closed
All apart from Love
To swallow your words
And her Music

The old guard rolls and a hero passes by
Another one's gone
To the other side
Brothers and sisters who gave it their all
They said send me
When

squad
Roll with us
Or get tucked
Heart cold 
Got damn I should mink up

Leave ya bitch round me
She gon' get touched
I just want face 
Baby keep ya

with my heart parked in a tow-a-way zone
You never really know what's comin' up next
If you blink it'll pass by you
Right when you think you've seen it

bitches feel me
Roll a ounce, smoke a ounce, waiting on the mail man
Bitch, you talking like you with it, you a dead man

Ayy
Talking my motherfuckin'

I’m Like Book with the shot, when I shoot it don’t miss, had a stash, 100 bands for me, thats my chick, still sipping out the bottle cause Im hood

ourselves this is no one-night stand
Let us draw all the curtains and strike up the band
And I'm thrilled by gentlest touch of your hand we pretend

There's

down
And keep it DL even the gun don’t make a sound
They make silent threats they don’t ever speak to me
And to go broke again is a reach for me
Ima make

with a big chop you better tred lightly
I got a site passin out bands you gotta do it rightly
This shit to easy in the booth I be talkin spicy
This shit