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macaroni
But I'm by my lonely
Staying stray from phony's
Always saying Ima dawg well you could gon disown me
Keep yo business kept cuz I don't wanna hear

to calm down)
Representing CO that's home for me
Keep it going til you fuckers all heard of me
(Get em boy)
Low key yeah addicted to the whiskey bootlegging

Hope when I die, I'm chilling in heaven
Heavenly made, my voice is my weapon
Welcomed his light at seven my lesson
Legend in making, I knew by eleven
I

karta zada pr phone rakhta (Do)
One for the gang shit and second for the (Showss)
Or jab stage pe wo chade toh zamana chikhe (Woahhhhh)
Did it by my own,

Reporting live from the Centre of Excellence
Ridiculed by decadence
Austerity's the measure I recommend
But the soft life is all that we have left

The Vaticans of Cause
Started Money From The Drug Dealing Stores, OverHeard The Man Saying Something Bout The Company Is Yours
My Co-Executives Thoughts, Smoking

Find it kinda dull lucky I'm a doll 
Find another playhouse down the road 

Is this gold 
Or is it silver
Is it bronze 
I don't know 
Where we've come

Infinites my repertoire,
these are elegant bars
I can tell by the way y'all bitch, that that y'all some delicate broads
There he go he like a Ouija

And the co-ordinates of where we first met
On my key chain your name and a calendar
Shows a day that I'll never forget
I've framed a picture of you by my bedside
So Your

an artist, you ain't even got a press kit
Point them to the exit
Grateful what I'm blessed with
Co-signed by Dave Burd, man, who the hell would've guessed it
I

reach the end
This isn't living, it's only existing
Another victim of the system
You've made your deathbed
Now it's time to go to sleep
Never waking

blood thirst vehemence 
well hewn arrogance 
ground grown confidence 



In this land of bald monkeys
Bald eagles the brand
Divided into two parties 
By

that bitch Bonita la llamo Señorita

Read between the lines cause this
Shit ain't what it seems
Versace in my stitches and I'm
Tearin' at the seams
Life

swinging for the fences bat life/ (fx: nuck) n it’s outta here/ passin by u like u outta beer/ blonde n Alex Newell I’m outta tears/ n just ran out of peers/

and not bragging that bus



caught up in them

They've been in there right now and I drink it on a liquor brand, 

a light layer, and they keep it by

and pray
You know as a kid we don't co-operate
I know the world can be deceitful, leave you bruised with a body ache
Tried to stay the same but my family got

Pick the homie up before we hit this long drive
Hit Cabin up on Thursday night 
Get off on Northern homie bang that right 
Walk right in we don't wait in

minutes wouldn't go by
Turn my life into a lowlife
At this point, wanna take my own life
But I found a new girl
She's all that I dreamed for
Yeah she makes

and buckets
Of dirty needles, whatever more tequila
Titans covered stealers
Less money, more problems, more realer
Life of a drug dealer
So by proceed stealing

on Gucci
Cuz I won't take her to Italy
Baby girl smart, sharp as a tack
Somehow we end up at Tiffany Co,
We going home, she give me dome
If she want me

facts
He ran his mouth we hit his block
And then we double back
I'm standing ten all by myself
Don't need a co-sign
I'm steady running to the top
I'm

dream's in a stroller
Making up schemes, add scores on the board
Im back in the stu going lo-co
Backed by my team and they all zos
Dodge these bullets they

cuvantu
Nu-si tine cuvantu...

Ain't nobody, i'm by myself in this bitch
They steady talking rara behind my back, w they switched
Fully charged, i don't

remember It was One, Two, Three
Right there by 53
Walking through the halls nigga, All eyes On Me
Overtime, was the only grind
Build this thing from