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fragrance on my throat
We could wrap up when its cold
Feb 14 has already passed
Push my foot down on the gas
Concrete walls, woody notes
Not too long, till I

foot's print is ever laid
Pull me out of this silence
I cannot find myself
In this void of
Emptiness and solitude
The mirror of my past
Echoes back what I

post my lone like punters, and bitch, l never fumble
Keeps them packs
Who wanna rumble?
Big fetta crumble
Mo' better
Boo got that bussle
Shawty five foot

put my best foot forward
But I live in plastic as it seems
I always put my best foot forward

And shit but I'm not fucking Rihanna
Like this ain't no

a mek har draws drop fort
Wid e foot pan mi dashboard
Top freak gimme top throat

From she hear beep beep
Mi d'even ask please fi'it
She d'even see

on a left foot that is dancing
Sharpie engraved on the side
I just didn't put words on the right foot
Cuz that soul i've still yet to find
And like
The bodies

Don't jam on the brake
Just take your foot off the gas
No need to be fake
No need to be crass
Be true and be real
Don't doubt what you feel
That's

Do you take the devil's right hand
Or do you suck up to his left foot
Do you do him in the darkness
Or do you hide him in the light
Is it only your

the dreams taste
When the foot's taken off the brakes
You've never been one for chance and circumstance
Questions that linger like a flame burnt to cinders

Stoney
Moon-walk, Michael Jackson (oh)
Moon-walk, Coachella fashion hall
Six-foot, stand on my money, I'm tall
My life's a mess, so I just wanna go ball

though
Why you think you so special hoe
Keep my foot on the pedal bro
Keep on grinding we all gone go
Yeah yeah yeah
I be smoking just to ease the pain

pennies
I'm pressing one foot on the gas and one foot on they neck
Applying pressure cause these ain't the type of emcees I respect
And this is just

blues
Run it up won't take my foot up off the gas
I got the blues blues blues blues
You know how I'm coming
Blues blues blues blues
Give it all or nothing

of me
I won't ever stop until I'm on top of the
World then shoot for the stars like astronomy
I'm planting my foot like it's botany
Spitting these rhymes

Shawty look'n at me, she try'n to get bank
Put out my cup like im try'n to get drank
I roll it up till I become a plane
One foot in the key and one foot in

life they tried to make me feel like I just wasn't good enough
Devil tried to break me down before I found out who I was
Foot up on the gas I promise

a metal
I got my foot on the gas
Pushing no brakes
I got my foot on the pedal
You know I walk with a metal
You know I walk with a metal
I'm sipping lean out

sweet, uh, wrong guy
I got ice in my veins, frostbite
And the green gets me going like Popeye
Foot on they necks
I got my foot on the gas
And got no

reason in mind
I buried the reason so deep in mind
Like look at wrist like look at time
My foot on petal it's time to shine

I was reading numbers I saw

down the door
Got my foot in
Nah I ain't showing up bitch you Ain't got no class Im hooking
There go that Banks shit
Stand up man I'll come lay em down

Yeah I'm back on my grind you know that bully activate
Put in all this work cause I was born to be great
Keep my foot on they necks until they fucking

day
All I do is win, foot on the gas, no brakes
All I do is win, no matter what it takes
A-All I do is win, a-a-all I do is win

All I do is win, every

you need
All that you you do
Isn't enough
So you're all alone
Foot on the edge
We want to to hear
You hit the ground
As we walk away
Foot on the edge
We

Fuck it
Can't get the panic down
I'm gonna spiral all night
My heart is racing
Foot to the floor, full mania
Throat's compressed and tight
I can't