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Yeah
Man his wires not the same
And he been up on the game
You can tell by his mane
Dxuce Dxuce is his name
Come through in a coupe or a plane
Or the SUV

keep my family close, it shows
They all spread over coast, I'm the youngest they've outgrown me
So have all my homies
So I'm stuck by my only
Don't

lives and i rather been stung by 
The hive yes okay high five to the supporters i would give you lot water flowing rowing boat 

You can stand on while my

tongue
Homie take some notes cuz the end is near
Yeah my eyesight weird but my hindsight clear
If my eyes dry out then ignite my tears
You gonna die right

When the coast is clear of your mommas and your pops
Creep down the stairs in your pajamas and your socks
To the kitchen cabinet for da Bamboo Cereal

you higher until the coast is clear
Know we could make it there, so
Tell me how you thought it
Tell me what it mean to you
Tell me how you thought it

a boat
But some just coast like Passing notes right by you Poor Child So Lucky 
That my god don't Strike you Where's the generation That will elevate

fables. I'm trying to teach my sons lessons
So I speak into the future, or in their time the present
I hope one thing is clear boys, love is just a blessing

I question if they're bonafide
What's the reason that you're here, what's the trigger
Is it the fear of time flying by, the fear of going through

Bringing back these backpack raps
Over the boom bap that
Has that east coast flow
New York's on the map
My words go radatattat
When I attack the beat

dangerous
Don't hang wit them folks
That get hung up on anguish like
Know my intentions is clear
The vision the mission don't listen to fear right (Ok)
If we

down like dominos, so stoned off grade A, the honor roll
And I pour up fours in my styrofoam, that 3rd coast shit that I be on
Blow sour here no cowards

It's time I kick my ***** into gear
Plant a bomb then I'm outta her
My plan is to blow up the planet and it's atmosphere
No one ever noticed I was

fucker let's play)

It's time I kick my ass into gear
Plant a bomb then I'm outta here
My plan is to blow up the planet and it's atmosphere
No one ever

talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you're

hesitatin' to fear
Know she the one ain't no doubt in my mind
Now let me just make this shit clear
This shit here real baby just special to me
Don't know what

the coast is clear
I'll tell you my hopes and fears
Show you my true self
I'll let you hold the mirror
I feel your soul and your soul is so sincere
I

ain’t dope but it’s
Dope like how dope locks
Everything up in you till the
Ticket on your soul drops
Most fear what they don’t understand
The coast clear

Coast is clear
We move forwards and merciless
Origami, perfect cuts
My artwork is known through the universe
I am the brute of us
Making all dudes

ogs 
Hustle by the ear how I played it, staying slow to speak 
And your time is everything, don't let them idles slowly creep
Best advice given play

a listening ear
But everybody move like snakes
So I wait till coast is clear
All I know is move with Love
So fake shit bring me tears
If it ain't God ain't no

Yeah
What we doing today
I'm just the
Author of a flow so poetic
It could probably go gold with no edits
But I set a goal to go get it
Motivated by

what the buzz is about
I'm getting lit like beach lighthouse
Walk on the coast I'm just walking it down
Sunset so pretty the moon is inbound
It's getting

95
And I made a left in
Whichever exit is less taken by most
Went down Boston road and turned up on the Malibu coast
I'm glad I did cause I been held