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Swishing every time raining hell on these youths

The sun is out to play and I'm loving the shine
Watching all the dads get confused by the signs

The sun is

got a dollar for you
Growin' out of my youth
2AM know I holla at you
Girl you know what to do

Cause I got big dreams
Shit’s ain’t even started
They be

wife's like vg 

I can call any of guys my for ride by
Albis and I lied saying I was grindin' north

You man dont know about boxes 
Man dont know for da

to weed leaf 
Well not directly 
Curiously directed to what’s in the ash tray
Surrounded by hustlers customers
And imaginaries 
I learned lessons a man need

never in hell 
Going through hell...but I got u by my side
Or at least I think dat I do. 
If I promise I'll ride...
Kan u jus tell me the truth?
When I

need to ride with that thang 
Cause I’m hard to be tamed 
Keep God by my side 
Cause he know my pain 
In and out of bandos
Calling out my sis name 
She

and just ride out
No doubt y'all like clout
Me? I'll just find clouds, and hang with my crowd
A cool breeze that I'm shrouded in
The moonlight about to gin

don’t tell no lies right up in this booth,
Got couple homies that do ride with a tool, and dah done died by tool, 
No tattletaling round with you goofs,

could talk I wouldn't be on streets 
Where I ride and get hurt man this feeling is real 
Hit & miss, they fell asleep when you play your sh*t 
Four sides

in our school' ll end up blind
Rosa Rosa! You're a thorn in my side
If the devil came a callin', you'd go out for a ride!
Ana, you make wrecks of men

shouyu, show ya how I'm makin' moves
I been stayin' in tha coop, on tha loose
Understand tha lies and tha truth, live right by tha booth
Definition

the things I would do to you, you would
Be tryna be my wifey, sit right in the seat beside me
Ride or die, you by my side
Like Bonnie, Clyde when homicidin'

haste
Internal brawl

Sunny day outside but feel like it's raining inside
Think I'm gonna go out on a bike ride
Cruising by myself
No one else with me

the pain in my side
For niggas not willing to ride
For niggas that talk but they hide
You niggas is chicken Popeyes
Cause niggas gon clash and niggas collide

get any bitch I want
I got the fountain of youth
Here's the proof
Yo bitch been
Sucking my dick
In the booth
You can have the ugly friend in the group

From a little youth I swear I had this vision bro
Day by day just working on my craft, they would doubt and I'll just laugh

I ain't trynna be

clout
Do it for funds, is that what I'm about?
What are you dumb? this my only route
Pressure increases and beats like a drum,
Smoke it by ounces
Remember

shoes are soaked it hurts
Where the hell is our ride?
Get inside, we sit down by the fire
Sipping whisky while we dry

Driving alone in the falling snow

Well I came from the wrong side of these tracks
Misguided youth of a matter of fact
Till I hitched a ride with the gypsy strays
Took a trip

feel it
If you're living by the street code there's no religion
There's no gods out here when they tryna kill us
Is different than selling dope to losing

behind
Always on time
To get the cash flow
Showing up at every town
Every show
Drop seeds to youth
Make sure they grow
If it aint about money
Need to let

be cool
Until the day you say that you was just playing
And not in those words, but by the atmosphere
The air is thickening, your energy telling me- um

surrounded by traitors
Severed ties never fail to surprise me
Marked for death in a continuous way
Day to day, of extensive exclusion
Through it all, felt so

And your skin feels so divine
Your lips taste of Jones Soda
Ride our bikes to South Dakota
You kill the spiders when I'm too scared
You skipped town and cut