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Word on the street got my name in your mouth
Yes I'm that ni**a thought you knew by now
Tell me how it feels to be living off my name
Always being second

Drain a bottle of wine, no need to smoke the leaves
By the end of that show you'll blow yourself to bits

You are a real drum machine
You make me

me asking why did I even with this chick
More drama than SABC at eight
So if you go.(Go away)
Then don't you ever think I'll miss you
In fact, I think

barely high
Long live mellymell we toast to the sky
I been all around the work favorite place the block
Jaja swing that chop he won't miss a shot
Tre gone

the battle it's shown up
Many nights I'm feeling stuck
They sleeping in I'm staying up
You work hard and sure enough
He don't miss assignments
I only live for

On a high horse, wearing a polo
Can't miss my drip, got fomo
Life fruitful, we gettin' broccoli
Got the ice on me like it's hockey
Can't defeat me, you know

your honor , I don't know nothin' 

& if I'm lyin' , I swear that I wasn't 

Better shoot , not miss when you see him 

& they won't miss , he won't come

machine badge so that boy never miss
Thoughts about the past using cannabis as my bandages
You go have to go get a ambulance how we damaging
Pulled up

a style like this
A fucking smile like this
Im smokin' piles like this
I'll go to trial like this
Dont blink cause you might miss
The climb up to the top
We

(I always loved this shit, nigga)
Yea
Gotta let my hair out on this one
cnd Imma keep spinning around, in case I miss one

Gripped her by her pretty

have you kneeling
Down to me
By the way a nigga leading
Now Crown ya champion
Pop the bottles
Light the blunt
And
Bring
In the models
Hue heffing it

the cigs, Lucie got the whippets
I got the fucking kratom so these haters they can't diss this
Straight flowing fuck a hook yeah you can't miss it
Like when

eyes lifted magic carpet ride
Watch me just float right on by
Sticky icky apple pie
You hear them voices
I gotta do better I'm tripping should make

couldn't tell you why
Been floating by and I miss the ground
You tore my heart to pieces
Now I'm picking up the pieces
I lie awake, will we ever be the same

on water like a God
Beat killer dem get buried next to body's in me yard
Jesus
Why you send dem to me lard
Don't he know Me kill em all
Cause dem trying

do it real big 

Baby this is real shit,
You know I needed this 

Yeah you know I feed off this, 
100 feet of this 

Yeah I really see those ships,

sumn’ 
Ima need a couple million then some 
Ima sign those checks til the pen done 
Better know by now that the pen dumb

Ridin in the whip got 4/5 in it

26 degrees he got cold off this heat check . Me and Johnny got the city poppin' nigga we next . I'm neck high in the game, you barely tryna
get your

we used to do back in the days of high school
Here's a gangsta lesson if you can imagine
It got a little crazy so I packed a gun
Then I got into some

Run up them numbers no high school diplomas 
I get every dollar ignore all the rumors
I'm sippin on wok while I'm cookin some noodles
Stay higher then

beats, thought they was Yeezys
Just saw Ozzy motorboating in the Mitsubishi
No, you didn't miss the file, G, you wasn't cc'd
Pencil, paper, staples,

huh

What you needing
What you want
I done seen this place before
Searching for the memories
Miss my homies dead and gone
Dodgin death and misery
Feel

roommate the person i trusted
He couldn't listen
Cause he was in my position
To be honest, all these drugs I miss them, oh I miss them
This song makes you

Sometimes it's rosy, sometimes rainy
Ain't no tell now
I hit the highway at 180
amain't no breaks for now
(Oh)
Shit feel better when you are
And when you