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right
I've always been so now or never
I've been changing like Boston weather
Forgive me, I'm sensitive to light
But something tells me you might be

Stuart
Ell boston
Again
A mi no me hables de trayectoria, hablame de talento

Yo soy de la nueva, mira en esto me pongo violento
A mi no me hables de

Caught up in Nirvana 
Boston to California
Wheels up no zip code (no zip code)
Chasing nirvana 
Flying above the karma
Won't pickup the phone (up

'Cause all I've found
Is I don't like Portland
Yeah, I hate Oregon
I don't like Boston
I don't like Maine
To hell with Texas
And I hate Utah
And California

Ima
Have some tea right up in Boston
Always winning cause losing never was a option
Shopping at Rodeo I'm not caring what it's costing
Fuck around

like Carbon
Clover on my chest like Boston
Saucing
You got too much dip on your chip
When all the little ants go marching
Good or bad
I'm a vibe

Smoking this gas, got me coughin[00:26.73]Rollin up green , smoking Boston[00:28.77]Will this rap shit be the end of me[00:30.54]Ain't no enemies, I

La TN
El boston
El boston que
Ya me canse de pensar en ti
En tus fotos me canse de ser tu amigo
Y ya no aguanto más, yo quiero ser tu novio
Quiero

La vida es cara
Y cuesta
Casi los kilos
Que transporto
Las flowers que traigo
No la encuentran
Ni en Boston
Antes ni compraba
Ahora saldo
Sin

se so chi sono non giro il mondo
Anche se sogno Boston
Quindi giro a tondo, però gira a tutti, quindi siamo apposto (siamo apposto)
Gira a tutti quindi

all walkin' out
Hop on a flight, I'm in Boston, middle of playoffs, they playin' Milwaukee now
Middle of summer, I'm making a bang, rich by December,

Hop off at the function 
You don’t want no smoke boy, You don’t want no fuck shit 
I be down in Dade, I be up in Boston 
Always making moves, gotta

Every day of the week
And if I'm held down I don't feel like I'm
Light on my feet

I switched from Boston for this train to Tribeca
Hoping I could see

is pretty
She is the belle
Of Boston city
She's a-courting
One-two-three
Pray, won't you tell me
Who is she
Albert Mooney says he loves her
And all

Touchdown in my hometown, Boston crazy
Real wild
But this all I knew since I was a little child
Crack, coke, dope, and no hope
I can't take it no more
Yet I

Fly a bitch out of Boston
Fly a bitch out from Austin
This smoke got her coughing
Man I do this shit often
She giving me head and she kiss on my

девяностый
В этом городе мы гости, city Boston
Пацаны на полосах, у них самолеты
Пацаны без тормозов, дикие пилоты
Улицы не знают страха, риска, боли
Дай дым

green up in my pocket, bitch, I'm ballin' just like Boston

I think I'm gonna be like, mm
I done got my bucks, these niggas got me fucked. Let's go
I done

on

I’m too classy for Atlanta
I’m much better than New York
Now I’m standing proud in Boston
But I’m standing here alone

Hammy’s late to meet her man

on the platform
How I lost my keys in July
And I doubt you think about me
You're in Boston
I guess I'll just assume you're alright
I remember you were scared
You'd

1 Boston road bitch, tried to line me outside
Aye, im not evil, Im just low-down, dirty, down right
4 Gun Hill road bitches tried to line me outside

Yeah I'm shining
Let's get it baby oh yeah
Baby tell me what you tryna do yeah
Get me a flight to Boston to link up with Juise
You know I'm the dude

soon under Skyscrapers
That soar above us, love
And bright streetlights that fool the daylight
Boston and you will be my home someday real soon

Ooh ooh

The Bars in Boston are closed
The basketballs in New York are all stuck at home
And the snow piles heavy
From my branches to my toes
Waiting