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[Intro]

(Prod. BlackSurfer)

(I don’t wanna kiss you 

Yet, I just wanna feel you..feel you)

Before I feel you I need to know what you tryna do…

and day
In a Cadillac Coupe de Ville
Only sex and drugs and rock n' roll
Can keep me here by my will

Ooh, I'm wasting away

You don't know me
And I don't

cover’n the bills... it might have been the only way / Jump the door... pull the chord... pop yourself a golden chute / Ya don’t remember asking to be

Tell me something, but don't say much
It's been six months since I felt somebody's touch
And I'm not drinking but maybe one
I've been trying,

Otherwise I'd talk to the fishes like ye
please
Get off of my back if you think this is a joke
Ever since I first spoke I wanted this feeling
This feeling

the ones who came after
I spark the spliff every chapter
Elevating my grey matter
So I don't ever turn into you coons or caspers
Been a nigga since bastard

tryna speak that shit to existence
You don't want the same then we can't relate
Cause I can't trust to put shit on your plate
Bet you tryna see what's up

live long
Ride on man, life is moving on

Mmm, rhymes I gotta grateful It's Jonie D, man, hearticle and grateful
Who brings the crack, the coke, the guns

My baby told me
Said just go with the flow
But she don't see that waterfall
Ain't never had to row
Said why can't you be happy
You'll be dead before

some problems
But in the end it doesn't matter
Since we're all human
We're all meant to die
And I hate to be depressing
But I think that you're my type
I

haven't hit the high note
Follow the leader cause y'all are disciples
Bad bad
Vroom
Broom
Bad bad
Vroom
Broom
Since the age of eleven i been on probation

seem fake to some degree 
You'd believe me if you followed in my tracks 
Since I'm US 13 likely prints won't match 

If I could pump the breaks than

is the weed that binds us all
Pfft
Binds us all? Is that your prophecy?

Blessed are the blunts passed that be passed around by circle

Whoaaa, I don't

weren't hitting but the cold beer did
By the hundredth text message you were pissed, pissed, pissed
I got drunk, drunk, drunk with my friends, friends,

become
All these bitches jack your son
Used to have some opps inside my block and so I packed a gun
If my album flop then you niggas getting robbed again

built different, I can already tell
I'm uncomfortable, I can just tell by your smell
You not wearing shit, I'm rocking Bleu de Chanel
Going through shit

place
So I don't go back to old habits and my cursed place
Take that away, then I'm a suicidal bum
Ain't no trend in this, bitch, you're screwin' trifle

Smoking n' relaxing, getting high
in my villa
Just like Fu-gee-la
I'm not a killa'
More like Godzilla (Monster)
South America, Latino, Brasila'
Don't worry

the text is well written, as a matter of fact we don’t 
think you can write at all. We are performing research 
(Investigations!) on certain sections of your

pronto nigga mad cuz his bitch got backdoor
Ain't on tour but I'm on the road 
Ever since I got it I been on go
This shit get sold by the bow
These hoes

we got no cash, got enough if we all in tho
Watched by arabs, pretty sure they selling endo
Got home she said where you been tho
Ma, I just cant tell

much money out here 
Don't you ask 
Since 2011 i been had a bag 
10 years later still stacking racks 

I told my fam we going be paid 
My oldest sister

shiny blue eyes

Tutelary of Geworfenheit
A king without a thrown

Have you met, Baphomet?
He's a swell old guy
Enamored in glamour
Oh he's one of a kind

Hov
You best watch the fraud
Don't pree bullshit on my phone
Just 'cause I'm in airplane mode
I can't be canceled by no ho, are you loco? (Wanna see