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niggas BREAK FAST
They a Pull out they gun but they aim bad
Boy that shit to me is so sad nigga Swear they gone ride 
Till the car crash nigga ima ride wit

pass by still smoking
Four deep four blunts in motion
Two cups one pill um rolling
Blunt five blunt six still blowing
Dats thug my bruddha from the mud

acts flicky
I'm too high, been smoking on gate
I'ma crash when I slide with the skinny

30 shots in this block, everybody getting shot
Run the gang, I'ma

I've been told not to dwell on the Past All it's gonna do is hold me back and keep
Me at last Times I was in the car thinking let me just
Crash I'm

Fucked around & left her man
She said the Veli' do it better
Well alright
I had went and cleared my schedule
We had fun but she ain't special
Hell naw
She

man up in an unmarked whip
If I count to ten, watch 'em duck and dip
Skrrt, crash, step out the vehicle
What the fuck are you here for?
Arm

gon be takin my life soon 
I just laugh it off, I can not trust if ya facts is off 
Got so much drive I might crash in this car, but I dont love college

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

your new car a Ferrari
Homie's getting nice, yeah, once you say the price, yeah
Brand new P1 got they eyes straight popping, they enticed, yeah
Bout

smoking gangar
Serving outta 3-4 vehicles where my main car
Some shit that turn a boy to a man that’s what that pain for

Do whatever I want cause of my

or bus to destinations
17 a homeless fool
It was hard
Writing songs before they ever came true
It was hard
Driving cars before I graced my walking shoes 

“I'm No Hank Williams” by Corey Smith from the CD “Hard-Headed Fool”

I got a foot in the door, and one in the rain
I'm standing on the threshold

Probably different from back 
When our only life fear 
Was are cops boutta crash?

We get drunk at a house 
That was owned by adults 
While these teens mix

volatility can't wear me out
The cowbell's ring doesn't bring me down
My stacks of loot arrive now by armored car
No remixed sweet sixteen party show compares,

with Json and Stefan over Candy
We decide to walk through the store
It's four of us so we know we cool
Then we seeing this car passing us by stopping it

this pretty bitch and get to bustin' at you
There go the car, I'm finna throw a whole hundred at it
My bitch bad, plus I get cash, I got a hundred

I was a Maybach on a used car lot
Or not, either way I'm stepping
A few months passed and my mama said I got accepted to a university
And personally I

Yurr, welcome to New York

Everything that we do exclusive
Make sure that it's all-inclusive
I was taught make no excuses
As a man, you can't be

I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up

Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me but that's okay 
'Cause I don't like y'all anyway (nah)
Man, I don't like y'all anyway
Fuck all y'all
I let my

so if goes down
Know ima crash with em

That’s my brother so it’s been the plans to get cash with em
Money, women, and cars
With digital dash systems

today, please, hold on
I swear my heart snap, day I lost Warz in that car crash
I wish that I can give my ex heart back (Othello on the-)
And God

Burn that nigga free!!! 

[Verse 1] 
Yo, 
NASTY NAS ain't ridin' on the FREEWAY 
Hell no we bang out on the FREEWAY, crash on the FREEWAY 
Haterz waitin'

nig', 'cause he locked up
Couple man pissed off 'cause a nigga bossed up
Your B-A-D only on computer
When the pack lands, say "Hallelujah"
Girl, you