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eyebrows suddenly ran down over my eyelids, covering then with a dense layer of warm moisture. My eyes were blinded by this veil of salty tears. All I could

down
Guess Who it is? 
Ness how I'm striped down
I'm surrounded by snakes
But I'm Gucci though
Cuz I'm a parslemouth
Gucci on the collar hoe

Okay!

everybody going by
Keep your head to sky & keep your eyes far from distraction
The ride is on til it’s crashing, silence y’all with the yapping
I’m tired,

and got a mind full of stunts
Getting harder to see when your blinded by thieves
Try parting the seas when ya ride on ya dreams
I'm hardly there though

out your bank account and
Then we'll wrap fast
I never had any problem resolved with words
Rather whip out a revolver first
Tell every woman to drop her

(Verse 1)

Uh boom pop, pop and we roll, straight out the boondocks into your boombox
Zoom zoom, pop, stop and we go, waitin on my drops like

thought you son me and I back down
Clear Mind now I'm bought to act out
Yeah the demon on my shoulder telling me a thing
Telling me I will never make it I

got the fixings
I aint from the south
Tho i spent a lot of time
Down in clarksville
Hearts spill from clean mouths
Crushed up advil on an anvil
Dirty

outside, I can't stand the rain
All this fake gangster shit, that you try to maintain
Bout as fake as my smile on a day to day, yeah
But, I'll drop

dis bitch?
(Who dis?)
She actually think she got bars to spit?
You goddamn right cause I got grit (got it)
So sit your ass down and take a sip
On that

and I’m floating, paralyzed by all the flashing lights
Switching gears in motion, them demons calling won’t make it through the night yeah
In cruise control

can't think far I want to see your mfoni 
Just to say hi I pass by your house 
I carry my money buy you skirt and blouse 
See what you dey do me now
Omoge

swerving chevy
Riding out my damn lane
Damn shame, how they treat the boy
I just sing my story
I go up
I go so far up then fall 200 stories
I go down
I get

doesn't drop by where you might be and stalk your Spotify
Looking for clues in all the lyrics and your fucking Twitter likes
It had to happen, had to bury

Cinco
We should sync up at the snowman
Throw down a slow speed it up for that thirteen and 0
Zip it up like I be on that batman
Drop it off under

I'm starting to 9-5 this crisis, my life is never lifeless
These up and downs got me feeling type sick
This NyQuil for this night shift
Enough of it

love the vibe
Even when you're pushing me 
Thank god ain't no gold digger digging me 
Lets go for a ride
Cause you by my side
Is the best thing that

In my weight room we could get ripped
I don't drop and I don't sell
So I don't gotta hit licks just to take a trip
Now I'm really rolling
Which ain't

money den go spray
I’m talking dollars and pounds you get them by far
Huh......we bossing
girl best best believe that we flossing
don’t bother...they

everybody run me straight, yeah
I done had to get my bars up
Ahead by some light years with this shit, I'm what they call buzz
Niggas hatin', but then get

sideways till there’s nothin left,.
-
And I’m putting it in drive, as I slide sideways,.
Down the driveway, my way, I love Friday’s,.

No way I’m hittin

don't like the tempo 
No more money to blow we just so far gone 

And sorry if you really love me you'll be oh so blown 
I'm still blowing blunts down

through my body from the hydroponic
Need to drop a classic before the Eulogy's another Chronic
Told them I created "god", now isn't that ironic
Far from

Stay slow, Go low
Jumping up and down like a pogo
Worried bout the rounds but they won’t show
Paint ya like a clown, I’m Van Gogh
Michelangelo?