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wanna pop tags and wake up in Ibiza
So tell me right now
Is you really down for me or you busy in the bleachers

Al My dawgs stick right by the code
I

TBD up in this bitch, you know I'm drill
No I don't party no more, got a bag
They just wanna get me to go out sad
Ain't nun to do but to get

a blunt on her ass tray
Every time it's a pearl
Ain't no mercy, Lamborghini speedin' by your driveway
He end up in the woods

I ain't playin', you could try

a little while, for us to see the light
I'm a weatherman, watching clouds and stars pass me by
In times of trouble, quietly wish the rain goodbye
Some think

on my lap nigga
Carry my blender everywhere like a strap nigga
I made my first 5k and felt like that nigga
Double down with the plug and hit the jack

numb, take the pain away, so I do some more drugs
Pour another cup, I think I feel it in my blood, all these niggas want me dead, that's why I gotta keep

(Shout it out)
Drums pump my heart until my ears are blown
(Love it loud)
Six string razor with a marshall stack
(More guitar)
Four octive vocals between

more than a hobby
Keep them fire flames ignited
Turn that venue to a Mojave
Shoutout to the family uh
Rest in peace to Granny uh
Long live the OG's I

Recorded, produced, and engineered by Ron Raunchy for Wheelhouse Studios in Andover MN…

VERSE1: The lights go up, and the crowd gets loud * As she

Life would be cold if spent without you 
This way is so much better 
Love how it unfolds since I found you 
This way is much more clever 

Let’s talk

the Dear Jack
Our love is real
Our love is real
I walked down to the shore
It took me back once more
To sunny skies
At the end of July
At the place we found

Printed on a budget hats i sold some more
Shout out Moondogs and kids with there shoes off
Smoking blunts on the rooftops
Stuffing and puffing moon rocks

the shepherd leading home
Make a song an I ain't scared
Back on it
Its the Cracker Jack fon'in
Blast em fulla happiness an ask em why he's haunted
Open up

power now your headless
Why these fuckin pussies tryna talk they are ruthless
These fuckers wanna fight they came back for more
Got a toolie by my side

nutmeg don't like no dirty segue
Run up to the leg and get the bootleg

What more could you ask for? The juicy bacon?
You complain about blood pudding
But

to type
Made it this far, gotta be doing something right
Came back to make more noise than a poltergeist
Best believe that this didn't happen overnight

tossed and turned when I sleep
I know I'm in too deep
Hit the scene like TLC when I creep

In the corner, that's me in my jeans
And I'm money more than

The sun's blazing down sand in every crack
Got a cooler full of brews and a bottle of Jack
No stress in sight just living carefree
With my boys by my

stressing
My word is bond, I vow to hold it down, and that's forever
By staying true, just know I got your back if we together
Live the realest quote, never

this cake bout
Never quit, never stop, no delayed payouts
Feel like A.I. walking with the braids out
Jack of all trades so I'll never get played out
You

that it still needs more
I'm barely gettin' by feelin' like a fool
Cause I realize I'm not over you

I realize I'm not over you
I realize I'm not over

doubt they'd shoot me
Even if I threw up my arms
Conscience is clear as the snow in Peru
Today
Will Fitzpatrick cause more slaughter
To the Union Jack

Ugh
Check, check
One, two

Who I am
I'm the man and much more
Who demands the utmost
Making moves
I move mountains
I'm amountin to the most
The Most

Get out
Hello
Oh, oh yeah, is that Mike
Shit a go
Get out
Shit a go and some more shit
The second one to finish, really the first nigga to lose
I'm