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The place then got exploded by an atomic bomb, and now I'm on the run
I was on the run with a gun in my hand
I found this cool drummer and I started a band

One, two, three, four

All the old containers that I fill with my past
You can find them on the second floor under my bed
I miss the days when

anniversary
One hundred years of history

It started in the 1920s
Rollin' by the 1930s
1940s big bands thrivin'
50s/60s rock and soul drivin' 

Freeform radio

now
Had to stop this shit was weird
By myself yea no where there
Fuck that bitch I do no fear
Wanted you to be right here

Huh bitch it started with

Girl I'm toxic, toxic
A toxic narcissist
Roll up to the function
Walked in with these bands out, the blue notes what I'm thumbing
Mixing sprite

desire
Hear my peaceful cry
Thankful for the peace of mind
Stickin by you, if your evil so am I
Keep making me high
Can't lie I'll follow you to the sky

now
Had to stop this shit was weird
By myself yea no where there
Fuck that bitch I do no fear
Wanted you to be right here

Huh bitch it started with

Kick it with combat boots
Staking out for your loot
Call the Air Force Ones
You know, them all black shoes
Man, I heard that 12 is after you!
Wait, who

you're gathering dust just thinking
Don't tug, don't lare
Listen, you're at it enough just being
Til one by one
The hair falls down
Parties with strangers

hoe that brain was so insane though
Cup filled up with rainbows bend it over hold those ankles girl send more
You know I like it from all different

say
I hit
You pass 

Steady got the hunnid when u only got the ten
Growin dat shit up don't need to keep u by my bands 
Body so exhausted I just wanna

I can hear the quad and encircling dogs
As they roll to my front door
You would stop by to see I wasn’t too lonely
Then talk of life and sometimes

(bands)

We pop up on you 
Its time to collect (gimme)

They hatin on us 
Cause they always stress (sick)

Just me and my baby 
You know we da BEST!

Bae

sins 
Ya hold up hold up 
I’m the man  ya
Ambidexterity I switch hands
Unleashing the beast on the track got me more rubba bands

Wake up and bake I

And stand at the bar,
Then listen to the band
With Mitch on guitar.

We'll drink
And drink
And drink
And drink
Till we can drink no more
We'll drink
And drink

Find Yourself
Prod. By Secret Stash

Yeah yeah, Uh-hu
I’ve been in the studio, you know ?
Uhh! This beat is taking me back
High school times...band

Stumped by his mad lib sorrow
You start to see a clue
A hand written note
With a rather silly quote
From Andrew Jackson to Ben Franklin
The travelin' man

with a jet pack
So high I won't come back
Can you believe that

Well it's a fact
About time to run it back
Living this life is real bad
Can you believe

Play my song, she know' what she' doing, I know what she' on
Oh my, god
I know she' dancing with fire
Outta' bounds, I can't get them bands out' my mind

nigga can top it
This FSG4L nigga
Tell Them you rocking with flyshyt
You ain't seen shit like this before
You ain't seen, Yeen ain't seen shit like this

can't love her
Feel like we in Hell by the way that we suffer
We don't look for it but we be finding some trouble
My niggas still outside they kill over

thought had all the answers
But I was wrong

Things got strange with my new love
She started runnin hot and cold
She called me up at 3 a.m. and told me it

I can hear the quad and encircling dogs
As they roll to my front door
You would stop by to see I wasn't too lonely
Then talk of life and sometimes

Okay I wake up and I po up til I throw up
Ain't no hol up
If yo bitch still here at 6 AM
I gotta wake yo hoe up
Kicc her out
Shower and roll up
Hit