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way is up they who gone catch me when i land had to sacrifice some things seen some switch up for a band i just hope i’m living right never looking for

Big Bank

Cognito

Tru Cognizance

a mexican, took X again
want sex again
Jot it down, it was told to me
by that boy, A.K.A. The P-O-E

[Hook] - 4X

[Verse Two]
Deep in ya brain, the nigga you

the address
Gas got me lifted like a bench press
G star mix it with the Almost
Sippin' on lean eatin' french toast
Rino just scored it like way to go
I put

every day
For next to little pay
Getting screamed at by some boss to just go wish the week away
My plan, is to get famous
But damn, these pricks are

graze a part of me
Too big to notice little things
Too cool to ever be bothered with it
I wish I looked nice every time I walked by
Instead of this meek

I dreamed back
I'm talking way back in the day
Back when silly bands were the rage
Pokemon, Digimon, and baeblades
That's when mean girls used to say

believe in sororities
Cuz that stomp the yard shit ain't my thing
I work in ways
Mysterious like the god I claim
Cold cuts being supplied
By the audio dope

YOUR HIGH HEELS IN YOUR HAND
LAUGHIN' AND SINGIN' TO AN 80'S COVER BAND
IT WAS THE LAST TIME YEA THE LAST TIME
I'D ASK ANY OTHER GIRL TO DANCE 
ONLY BAD

repeddle way' my metal
And knew that gods admissions are both open and free
And that he slowed the medics down, the rivers too fast for me
N' edits

straight up out the freezer
Talking bout so many stacks, how he spend it all on rubber bands
Everyone the little bro and yet he the fucking man
So who's

Easy Life

Triumph

In the Beginning...

1976

Life goes by
And things get slower

Everyday I get a little lower
Need some time to get my moving
I need a woman
To give me some soothin'

Easy life,

I'm the type of nigga 100 shots in the Glock
You the type of nigga get smacked by a thot
I'm getting all this cash
I remember selling crack
Now I got

feel
I can't think 
But tonight I see your face
It lights a way
To take me from all this pain

Chorus:
But girl you got my head spinning 
With every look

If she ain't trying to eat 
Or lemme beat 
Den she ain't stepping feet by my House oh she a little freak 
She eat it neat Ian feeling her teeth 
N ha

out right now
Millennial stereotypes I don’t it busy tryna dipuzzle my psyche
For the way out Distorted conversation with the money
Got me TrippinI’m

up frozen like anemic and all, damn
She fiend for the bling and sauce
Dripping forgot to turn the faucet off
Spend a band on some shit you still go

Man a little words
But I paint a picture 
Imma scoop you off yo ass
Imma come gets ya 
You know me by any means 
Get the cash at any speed
Skirt
Gucci

to say "last call"

Farewell, my friend, how goes it
Have you seen our friends gone by
With the band all back together
We'll have American Pie
When you get

a case in Fulton County on my own, my nigga
Got caught with four niggas
Fought it by my lonesome, nigga
Petty possession, bad bust, just charge me, Doli,

ahead

Because if you don't, then it's gon' go to shit
Make no sense, niggas on that heat For a couple cent, I'ma rant
Fuck that little bitch who got up

Yeah, all those conversations we had in our bed are gone
You were just a simulation by my side up all night long
Now there ain't no concentration, I

double cross put Jesse in the cold, dark ground
Robert Ford shot old Jesse down
That no good dirty, little coward really had it coming
Five grand

At the freak show
Get off the stage
Animal rage
Outta my way
Now me go
Tell me what's worse
Than heaven on Earth
You need a little dirt
To start a freak show
Ego

too ratchet
Mike Jack how she touching this jacket Mike Jack how I'm feeling this Janet
Takeoff little bitch I ran it Bruno Mars I'm on a different