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I hate to say 
I hate this bitch , 
But aye okay , 




I dont do dates. 
Not even fries and a shake, 
Id rather chill at the lake, 



Let me take
First, let me start by saying I’m amazing
‘Cause I made it from the bottom of the basement, no abrasion
With the patience of a winner, I’ll be
order for me to get to destinations I ain't never been befo
I cant do no hesitating everything's a go
Every day you gotta hustle to bubble like 7 up
Never
and gentlemen
Bob ross flow
With a little extra melanin
Drive by slow with the speakers
And you can tell a friend
Chi-ca-going to Kansas City
I'm here again
This is where the DJ talks. Don't say anything, okay? 
Okay, eh? 

Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coooo! 
Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo,
从头开始就没善他表面兔子却是狼豺
电话那头传来质疑声说lie lie
everyone can talk about this
e-pal bob and Mike
i try day by day never say die
listen this real shit called tom type
wake up young
I rap about's factual up and down
King Edwards' up and down Bastable
Catch me on the avenue kitties by the
Big shop kitties come from Faircross
Robin
a party we throw
When you leave, you’ll take a part of me home

Yea, you already know that this
Is not by accident
We’re known to hit the road if there’s
Half yall talk that Bible shit, but
Only God be the consumption, word
This isn’t lyrical manuevery
This is let me spell it out
In case it get confusin
(shit)
Bravetainment
You know that shit is my call
Let that shit echo like new rooms and drywall
I'm like night crawl
I'll disappear like Undertaker does
a gangsta
These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan

For nearly three summers, I was known by
a gangsta
These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan

For nearly three summers, I was known by
the hill
Just glide, close your mouth and open the blinds
Took the wings off a bird and let it float to the side
Say (What?) to hear me callin
Shoutin out my
(Spoken):|This is where the DJ talks. Don't say anything, okay?|Okay, eh?||(Sung):|Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coooo!|Cooo, loo, coo, coo,
muthafucka comes up 2 me and says 
(Yo man, you oughta let me have 50 dollars man) 
(Can you give?) 
I said "Ain't that a bitch? you oughta get out of my face"
on stage yet/
Stay fresh, endorsed by We and Alpha Numeric/
if clothes are free then I'll fuckin' wear it/
Strangled the deputy when Bob shot the sheriff/
This is where the DJ talks. Don't say anything, okay? 
Okay, eh? 

Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coooo! 
Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo,

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