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we'll slide Paul Revere
This a DRAC
This not Josh
If he run up on me nigga, I'll kick him out his crocs, huh
Aye
Red Beam, Chicken Polks
Aye
He just got

the clip
I don't want your feelin's
I just want the six if he dissin' the gang
I'ma throw it like Manny
Josh can't fight, but he punch like Manny
Your bitch

ooze
Got glock gen fives make a fuck nigga fuse
Screaming four k k then it's fox four news
And it's everything k we don't play by da rules

Bitch gimme

of conciseness dissolving 
The ocean of my psyche is a cocktail and I'm sipping on it 
cnxious brain holds me back because I'm so risk avoiding
This the way I am

Kahani nahi sirf thrones ki
Kahani tere har roz ki
Har ek character me itna dum
Tujhme bhar dega jwaala josh ki
Firse
Kahani nahi sirf thrones ki

Ain't no one to beat it
Your number had to delete it (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah I'm fighting my demons, while she's fighting me this evening
She calling me

They early birds get the worm first so I need mine by noon then
Just ah lil faded I ain’t swerving but I’m get right to it
Hope you niggas hearing every

the park
Came out when it's darker
I got a chrome bezel on this heart
I think the money tearin' us apart
Part
I got one,
All they want is smoke,
'Til they

Smash, now we're anything but broke-broke
Who's this guy Drake? Is he with Josh
Cuz I just saw handicap get up and mosh

Oops, wrong show, we don't do that

Aye!
For the boys
Part two
You know
This song's for the boys
So it's only right I shoutout my people right?
You know fucking
Shoutout George
D-Bo

Yeah
Know what I'm saying, been a long time coming since this junt came out
I had to bring it back with a new swag
Came a long way since way back in

forget to mention
All the beds I slept in
When I had bad intentions
Box me then let you go cause I can't have possession
Written By: Josh Seabrook
Produced

me free)
I done asked God one too many times for forgiveness
Fuck it, the black coupe is tinted
I'm pushing past 65 on Old Chatham Road
By where

blinded by the rain
Sometimes shit fucking sucks
But I am not insane
Me being here is not luck
Rollin up my favorite strain
Cause Josh is sayin it's fronto

rich off dancing
Shit is funny when I think about it
Damn Alex
You was one of the first niggas
Telling me I had some talent (damn)
You took me & Losa

Live it up written 

by Creedence Johnson
Creedence johnson on vocals and guitar.
Josh Johnson on guitar 



Nicotine and pain medication 
Got my

em what happened?
But it all lead to this right here
Right here
So I think it's fair to say
SAY IT
That it's my year
My year
So i'd like to say a few

because
Got it for the low, I done bonded with the plug
I think I'm Pac, I come in this bitch, wavin' the glock
They know that I got it on lock
I hit my boy

just make sure that it was over-kill
Cause it ain't over til it's over it ain't over still
I'm fascinated by my sheer lack of patience
This beat sick but

don't know her in public
I seen niggas die I'm happy that I learned something from it
I made two songs like this one already nigga but fuck it
I see

Ima make it right 

Yo
This is Five Year Plan
 
I know but I didn't do what I was capable of 
The first time around so I'm redeeming myself 

Huh 
You

I be chillin'
Big Backseat nigga, shoutout to [S]miles
Shoutout to Silk, shoutout to Loki
Roll up the dope, this Za, not the OG
Ate by the lake, I'm

region
My memory is decreasing I hear it from her
Caught in feelings when my text never sent to her stomach
Every problem she felt to remove, “Josh you

brother Got the rocks
In yo party, I blow pressure, got a 
Tre5 in my sock
How you move, watchu gone gone Do when it's smoke bitch I can't stop 
This a dead