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wasn’t everything
And everything was real
Forgot pooping pills
Just smoking on that
And just chilling
Listening to that Al Green wheeling
If it ain’t like

N***a, it's a wrap like burrito
I be riding through the hood, like i'm Deebo
Got me feeling like i'm Al Pacino
Feeling like the boss, call me Nino

me weed in your letters
Just so I can ash it
Getting high to classics
Al Green gets blasted with me
I get high don't show it
That bitch don't notice

images like Sanyo
The flow is too sick, puedo ir al baño
Study the game thorough thats Namco
The finest sonic herb
We only ones you know that plant those

through
Interview in a suit
With the crew At the radio
Al whats the ratio
Girl give me play though
I do what I do and she do what I say so
So I tell her lay

You got yer Huckleberry Finn, you got yer crocodile smile,
gotcher red beans and rice on yer green radio dial.
You got old Luke the Drifter, like

gave lemons so I made sprite
My gift make room like a long flight
A green light, that's what it seems like
See a soul in the street and it's on sight

That's what I be here for (Yeah)
Red dots all on your flesh
You finna get dismissed bro
I got them niggas on me
Shoot no homies (Prrr)
Italian biss no al

the archives
Sketch pad filled with pieces that thrived
Sketch pad makes you realized
Sketch pad helped me stay al stay alive
Stay alive is what I live by
Ain’t

de estado en estado, hey
baile y baile en escenarios, uu
4efa bien grizzly  gained respect ! 
Usually by word of mouth (usual)
ya sea pa bien o sea mal

the fuckin' warehouse
Don't let anyone know bout the whereabouts
Play some Al Green and show her some lovin'
Maybe start drawin', paintin' bout really nothin'

Lass mich an's Mic dran, ich halte die Zeit an
Kein Zwang, doch ihr bleibt hängen wie auf Treibsand
clso besser ist, wenn du als mein Gegner in das

some sweet Al Green can carry me through
Now now now
Some Wicked Pickett, an Eddie Floyd song
Some Mavis Staples and I can’t go wrong
And wherever you

I'm about to flash on that
Ass like two hit's of hash
Pass by 'em, eye 'em
Peep money on the left got the toast
Niggas ready to roast so I'm ghost
Then

by my own family
From my flesh and blood to the birds and the bees
Can't trust lips spitting words of disease
2017 had the burner on me
2018 had

You aint know me Brodie

Getting these racks
Spend it and getting it back
Making financial investments
Money green like we in Oregon
Y'all left and i

cuz they see that I'm winning
I don't wanna just stack my green to the ceiling
I wanna save souls maybe by the billions
I still wanna go and make

Fed to the Lions

Army of the Pharaohs

Heavy Lies the Crown [Clear Vinyl]

2014

the deuce to the ten
Vinnie a carnivore y'all is arugula fem
Mecca Medina followed by Jerusalem then
I'm a gorilla from the Biblical zoo with the pen
Kool

wanna pop that bubbly
And by the way, I'm Al
Al-co-holic
I act a fool and frolic
Till I hurl in the toilet
J-Ro dangerously
Givin you brain surgery

Trenches Reloaded [Remix]

T.I.

We Want Smoke

2017

scheme would eat large, nigga
Keep it on you, fuck the feds
'Cause every team hit hard, nigga
Al Green at the barbeque
Turn on that pocket get shot up

through life with a blindfold

Love is showin' love to those
Who paved the way, that's my people
Politic with Al Green
An' now we're singin' together

Love

If you talking shit
Then my bros gon' do a hit

Guada got the clips
You will never see him finch

Pablo goin' mad
This green turned me into Grinch

soul
Swear that I would make a killin' if I hit the pole
I ain't smacked a hoe in a minute that's some growth
Man you bitches lucky that I really had

buying nothing
Hoes can get that super stuffing
Touching, licking, sucking, fucking
While I got that Al Green bumping
Tearing up hookers and whores
I be