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Blues eyes, blonde hair (Hit-Boy)

I'm Donnie Darko (woo), I'm drunk (ayy)
Swerve down a dark road (yeah)
How fast can the car go with a trunk full

talking (Bitch)
I see you digging a hole for the young boy
But you the only one that's gon' fall in
I'mma Louis V steppa (Louis V)
I don't fold under

the stairway that leads to the hall
Stares like Michelangelo's "Entombment" by the wall
You try to light a candle but she blows it out before
She hop into your

don't scar the rims
Hop in figure 8 I'm from
The Yay them tires spin
I was raised in a culture of
Vultures lions the politics have
A lil boy scarred up by

Emerging from the center of the earth
Willing and able to take control
Of all unfinished situations
By leading the outcasted souls
To the power of Shangri-La

aye gettin money like the boys in the bands

but it’s me by myself in a room with a mic go figure

pull up ableton & make a jam, send it back

Camera obscura, the screech of the Kookaburra
Pointing out a murder to teach 'em all the cure of
The cure-all, the Gerber-life that makes 'em more

niggas I didn't give me, it's gon' be a minute
I heard that boy survived the headshot Tell big homie a bitch ain't only like that when the meds out
Them

(Mafia!)
I be hustling til the sun come up
(Mafia!)
No handouts for none of us
These rap niggas ain’t no dope boys, they just put it in they rhymes
Listen

Focussed 
You know this 
Trying to find out where the dough is 
Got my ting out can you hold this 
I got my tongue out yeah I'm ready for the bow

locked in the matrix held down by limitations in n' out that police station if you're talking about up n' coming aint no way I aint in that conversation

Yo it's been a minute since somebody flipped the script
I'm not handing out digits when them ladies lick they lips
I'm not thinking about hitting

Stranded

Joe Purdy

Joe Purdy

2006

to rest his feet
A fat man walks into the pizza shop
Another little one walks out with nothing

Pretty girl walks by and I say,
She turns her back,

Watch out for red flags, don't get blood on your hands
So when you fall, you falling on safe land
When you fall, it's legitimate romance
Love's a gamble,

Ireland needs a vision, an aisling
To move on from bacon and cabbage
Potatoes, leprechauns and jaysis Mrs Brown's Boys!
My Ireland is checking itself
After

to diss you, but it turns out, you were the issue
I'm C-Money usin' hundreds as a tissue, mm it's the DaSween, and I'm back on the scene, rollin' through

talk's in them two
You know as well as I do

And corduroy ripped out the knees
Runes all sewn into his face
Says I knew your da, boy, your da and me, sure

we don’t play by the book
Bitch I’m a king fuck a pawn and a rook
Fuck what they say face to face they be shook
I engineer I’mma send out the blueprint

bout my crew, they'll off them boys
Need a crib in the hills, where the Bitcoin spills out the window sills
See the whip, yeen tripping, issa yacht in

[VERSE 1: SPM]
I'm sippin' purple magic, gettin' stuck like traffic
On the back of his head, S.P.M. tatted
Boys down with me, like four flat tires

ELI B off in this oh
Watch me work it, watch me roll
Count the stacks that follow up
And watch them fall like Dominos

Yeah

I will not be told that

licking it, living for the fun of it
Fuck around find out, living for the time out
Killing every minute, we winnin
Re-centered, we finna, Re-enter, like

fives with your side of the fence
Y'all boys bitches get out of ya feelings
Stop
You wasn't outchea
We don't wanna hear you drop
It all goes fast
We done

a round
When I see a nigga on site, that's on me 
Lately I been high than a bitch on me 
Oh geez 
I don't sell by the G
Serving out of town like a pharmacy