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together
So I can celebrate your birthday
November 27th 1984
11 months later here I come
Showing up knocking at the door
Sorry if I stole your moment
Or if I

acid and you are so beautiful girl
And your body is grass where the tulips grow girl
And Bacardi don't mix well with shrooms you know
She is just gonna

the lemon and haze that's the mix of the cloud
Don't keep track of my days i can't keep up the count
But i know when i go imma do so with clout
Hit em like

them scatter my bed
Wasn't aware of the old style(oh yea)
Am just standing by the road(no time)
They chop my vibes with my freestyle
Am high
Tho nobi me

throw shade, t'es insane dans l'main brain (bruh)
T'es un mix d'un cobra et Cobain, t'as des cold veins (what?)
Mais t'as encore de la cocaine dans ton

my family out this hood, bae we gonna be good

(Verse 2 - C. Money)
Never ever stop, until we hit the very top
Me and my boy Killah, mix that hoe with

low life, bum ass niggas attractive
I just do magic
What's my slogan bitch, abracadabra
I just do magic, man I can't stand it, you niggas is killing our

that you mental
Why you tryna be up in the mix for
Keep stick right by my hip bone
He a cop he be yelling out 10-4
I could never caught giving info
I

Fuck you mean? I don't care if he a teen, he still get hit with fully
In the game, I done seen a vet' get took out by a rookie
You ain't got no aim,

personally
I'm sorry I don't pick up my phone
I just vibing by myself in my zone
Me, the guitar, the pen
Writing heartfelt classics for you
It's the magic,

wont break

Fake it til you make so I'm about to cop a key
Them niggaz not in the mix
Them niggaz coppin pleas
Them niggaz was grabbin nicks
My niggaz

going(oh you see it to)
We taking trips to Italy I'm rubbing on her feet(Ah you see it to)
Kick it by the sand while we running in the beach
Man my life is

and add it up
Drink up, sup, yeah yup? Like what?
Like Zilla with a B like MUTT
Listen cuz all I speak is factual
Way I live, it just comes natural
Mix in

say it again
I don't need you
Girl I'm sorry but I'm better off with out you

Trapped in a maze
And I don't love you at all
Trapped in a maze cause you

silent, I think drooling, possibly asleep
I do love her so
The fence electrifies with a loud hum and blue sparks of light
Accompanied by tinny explosive

Galore, James Bond
Only time you touch a trigga is when you fucked Trey Songz
Coke head, you cheated on your man with Ebro
I might leak the footage

real thin
How bout we mix some pepper spray up with the insulin
We boozin' ready spray the makeup on
I'm just tryna my muhfuckin' cake up dawg
Ain’t

with my Titos
Smoking that gas I'm on eco
I know Ima' Ball like I'm Z-O
So sorry if I got an ego
But I'm in the Range in my Wrangles
I know it bro I got

to wake you up
This shit's sponsored by Utica Coffee
Tell the truth, I'm doing my laundry
Tell some lies and you'll be sorry
Half of ya'll ain't heard me

Fucking goofy motha fuckers
Fucking handle ya drugs dood 
Poppin all up with out tappin my phone
Fucked up and faded you better go home
Need

Language we know and that's only that shit

Fuck you bitch calling my man's up
Glock in my pocket keep pulling my pants up
Glock a guitar it keep making

So as I sip my third Heineken
I feel disturbed stupefied by the tools and
The fools I observe
In the spot's where I rock
They deserve not a word in

on a mission like that
Yo, I ain't took nothing still giving it back
I'm with the Mercer but I'm all by myself
No disrespect to my boys, but I barely got help

This ones for KC

Family always coming first,  no one higher than a Clark is
Aint no one above my brother or  my cousins like Demarcus
So I'm sorry