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drive
Me crazy, goddamn, bitch, you talk too much

White squares like the Brady Bunch
(The Brady Bunch)
Pussy talkin', know I get you touched
(Know I get

we fuck on
The dresser I hit
It so raw I did not take my measures
(Good Good) Good weed codeine mix
That together chase your dreams
Got loud got white

on the bus
Logo on my shirt woah we
Don't need that shiny stuff

I got by myself I don't want nothing else
(Wait) stacking my packets up like someone
I ain't

on the hips
Bought coke to flip chips
Bought slugs to fill clips
Flipping coke in corner store bodegas
In the back room playing Sega
Street Fighter I I i'm

of the semicircle 
 In the focus of the semi-darkness 
 And said: I live for years over a swamp 
 But I can't let myself get bogged down by that 
 He was very

the backlash people give me
You'd say I drool after that tweet?
Fuck that, if we meet in the streets
You'd come in short and chubby
Like you can't fight
You

OK like you all that
No way

Quit running your big mouth like you all that
Nobody catch ya ass when ya fall back
Bitch I look away I never saw that
I

friction
I got held back and told not to shoot for a star
You enter my privacy read my lyrics explainin' scars

I kept to myself in my deepest time
They

of verse construction? (yeah)
'Cause I'm creative
You just follow the instructions
And once you were back in unsettling action
No talking vehicles could help

ain't turning back
Now the temperatures in my flows
Is controlled by a thermostat
Can sell a brick for 30 stacks
Prey turn predator
How these dirty cats

Chillin' with my white boy in the Tenn'
Two hours later, I done made about ten
They don't see me win
They'd rather see a nigga fucked up, dead
Or in the pen'

where them no go mention me
By the time I’m done, man of the century
But I just begun you ain’t
Seen the best of me
I’m a business, damn, you can invest

When asked to give
Your power up
You turned your backs
And claimed the victim
No
You won't risk a thing
While we risk it all

You call yourselves
By many

me with the gang walking on white sand by the blue sea
God damn life a movie
New act in a new scene
Shoes cooler than Yukon
And my boots carving a new

the city that I live in with no palm trees
Got the sun on my back，I'm driving thru my old street
Everything changed，I've made it my whole team
Those who came

I was crossing over second street
View was looking heavenly
Drifting from reality and dreaming of some better things
Kid with some broken wings
Guess

Exiled from his own kingdom
By his own people 
And then they sold him
To them white people 
They killed his daddy
And they raped his mama 
Then they

don't ask for it at all
You gotta go and get the bag
Then bring it right back home
Slanging white on that corner I was feeling so alone
If they pull up

When you sent down from heaven the world giving you hell
Devil I'll never fail with a hook by Miguel
No hate get acknowledged
I'm scheming in silence

place
Anywhere they recognize my face
Recognize my age, that's another question
I can't get a beer
Without them second guessing
31'st the new 21, back

backs at an angle
And I ain't tryna pass judgment, Lord knows, you look how you look
But I never seen skin that white before
Couldn't see nothing without

the tap
Running
When we came back your crib flooded
You did not frown
03 your white lace
You sat down staring at me
I can feel the weight of your heart

the rest 

Where ya been 

I’m in it to win

Heat cocked back

With a devilish grin

And I swear by the hair on my chin

We gone win

Stay ready to put in

a spliff, and I roll it in kief
I’m deep in the hills, surrounded by trees
Smokin’ exotic? That VSOP?
It’s somethin’ to you, but it’s nothin’ to me
When I got