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to florida)
I ain't Kodak but I'm vibing on the beat (I'm vibin)
My flow so slippery I be slidin on the beach (I'm slidin)
God come and get me cause I'm fasting

ain't got no time for young niggas actin friendly
Yea I said it. yea I meant it
Give it time, they gone feel it
Boy some shit gone cut u deep
And time

Corey

Dave East

P2

2018

album, got no time to chat it out
He offered Corey a flight, said he could land by tonight
Corey replied, "shit, like, maybe I might"
Corey pride took

like a
I'm bringing sand to the beach next
While you can't even get ya feet wet
James, my name ain't LeBron though
I can assist you like Rondo
I got

intoxicated,
Cause everyone gon' play it
Whether they love it or they hate it
I’m wit the unit find me in the club
Wit my BroBible boys
And Wizzy love his sluts

But please don't become just a hater king 

I'm just challenging you to do greater things 

Mixtape sound like an album so the album must be a greatest

like a yo Charlot 
pick me up from the airport 
and by the night time 
we at the Malecón rocking a show 
and in the morning 
I’m woken up by this strange

2
Unbelievable sight i'm seeing this view
They don't know the King, step through with Louis
Uh, yeah
Hiding my emotions til I die (Til i die)
Only God

Ha ha yo (remember the name)
We just cooling out right now (remember the name)
Hanging with your boy Young Nations (remember the name)
Cool breeze

for me
And I'm smart as Ivy league
You D-league boy
You terrible like delinquents
So sorry peeping tom
Yo y'all some hot tamales
But I'ma need to see

the shit you talkin' is so insane
On the throne, I'm sittin', boy, I'll remain
I was smokin' romaine, some lettuce, no cocaine
I'm feelin' like Rick James,

my eyes stay dry because I'm tearless
I'm fly as I fly by and collect points for every near miss
But if I connect, I'll knock you into ignorance

to be the boss, lately I just been paying the price
You can't miss what you never had, hope I'm saying it right
Money coming in by the pound, it ain't

I missed my Lennon. Somehow this chance done passed me
by
And that's the reason I'm standing here singing this stupid song and losing my freaking mind

or this heat
Today I got time
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
I’m bout to show you crazy
You gone lay down or get put down
I do this on a daily
Boy you

wanna do, i rap just by the hour 
I got the truth, my n***a i got the power 
Huh 
I've been in it for the win 
What you wanna do, I'm gaining and ya'll

or run quicker then Ronaldo on the
Side line
Make ya boost like a skyline exhaust sounding like a drive by Oi
I'm feeling free like freeman    
Serving

mean it
Better get the beam clip in the minute we dip
You don't wanna fuck around

You're awfully weak, I'm not really sweet
You get tossed in the creek,

gun a office 
Shorts fired 
More Bullets employed 
 Its sickening when I’m cooking In the kitchen I go Peter’s every pan is fly boy
Feed us the hustle

everything like a survey at the doctors office
All I got back was weird answers, like I'm the problem
Boy you sounding crazy, you'n live in no matrix
There

with me?
Who want smoke with C?
Who want—, who want smoke with me?
Who want—
Brr, brr, brr, yeah, yeah

Okay, let's get down to the facts, p***y, I'm

go to waste how shameful
I'm eating my feast full, plentiful
Tested by the wise yes bitch I'm fool proof
Projecting my demise...

Bullet proof vest in

the boy skilled
Told you practice makes 99.9 percent
I exploit mine, although I'm not employed I'm content
Plant your business seeds let the merch sprout

is drilling gotta claim a savage niggas stealing I done fathered flows gotta claim my taxes they all boys and I’m fucking man I’ll make em understand