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stress and mental-in health
Is kinda fallin' back
My brothers told me that the biggest battles
Be the stress in yourself, yeah
My pop was doin' forty

in love with the coco
(Coke, coke, dope, coco)
Pull up with a 40, not a 44
(Skrr-skrr, bang, bow)
I just left from Europe, check my swag, yeah
(Check,

Ριχνω λάδι στη φωτιά
Πέφτω μέσα τησ ξανά
Και για σένα καίγομαι λύνομαι δένομαι
Λιώνω το ατσάλι μου μεσ στο μαύρο χάλι μου

Εχ

40 κύματα για σένα θα

like that? Mm
Y'all best be watching out
'Cause word 'round town is a cottonmouth runnin' 'round
That's why I keep my forty five with me, mm

(Yeah)

swear it didn't take time
I watched niggas go and change
Did in no time
They gon' try and throw shade
So we don't shine
We gon' buy forty Rollies for

(Look out, Veno)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)

I feel like crime, feel like
Brodie off a thirty, okay
Forty deuce in Wockhardt, I'm

Naasty

Glock 40, jag går strapped up
Jag har bröder som min backup
Jag sitter i min hood räkna racks och guzzen
Hon har ass up
MAC-10 vid min knä

bullets explode when it hit (Boom)
Mac in my 'Wood, I'm just rollin' the kid
I don't like bein' sober and shit (Nah)
Nah, nah, we just made his block hot
40

switched
Xan looking wild to y'all
Ate me up like a sour straw
This 40 go round applause
You ain't no cold blooded killa
You can ask a nigga
I creep in

it electric, elon Musk
Don't ride when you get hit up
They get on Twitter like Elon Musk
No WD-40, cooking oil gonna clean it up
Caramel chocolate,

the Nautilus
Buss it open quick, I never bought her shit
Virus in the air, I'm still talking bricks
I just flew one for forty quid
Pandemic, still send

THE STORY
OF 54
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40
IF YOU LIKE THREE CHORDS AND BEER
AND MAYBE SOME WINE IF THERE’S SOME TIME
PLEASE WON’Y YOU JOIN US AND LET YOURSELF BE
SWEPT UP BY

on sub-zero, pockets on forty degrees
Check came in, dinero, I'm spendin' it all on me (chyeah)

(Ha, yeah)
I wish I was tellin' a lie (huh), mediterranean

says
Sylvia's happy so why don't you leave her alone
And the operator says forty cents more for the next three minutes

Please Mrs Avery I just gotta

would survive 5.56s? (5.56s)
You spent a band on a burner and died with it? (Died with it?)
40 pointers on Rollies, the time glisten (time glisten)

So many sticks in my SUV (SUV)
I'm with tap dancers, them niggas be steppin'
Forty gang, bitch, that's what I'm reppin'

I don't need a weapon, but

more, "Be safe")
We hit for .40 Cals and Stockton forty-eight (forty-eight)
You had the chrome one, long live the silver ape

Rewind (rewind), rewind

mochilas (wow)
Me compré una .40 por si las
Bow-wow, puh-puh, wow
Tire otro piquete pa' cambiar el flow (ah)
Vaciarte el R Sport (prr, prr, prr)
¿Cómo

whatcha got for me?
Eastbound and down, I'm flyin' on I-40
On my way for a taste of that apple pie, yeah (alright)
Sweet biscuits, handle your business

than friends
And it's just killing me

It was a Coldplay concert on a Thursday night
Forty thousand people with their hands in the sky
Standing by

than friends
And it's just killing me

It was a Coldplay concert on a Thursday night
Forty thousand people with their hands in the sky
Standing by

on the back porch 
Or in the back 40, in the back seat 
Make a little love story
Everything we do way out here
Goes good with beer 

Play something slow

head (oh-oh)
I think about you all the time (time)
My ex-bitch a thot, she a humper
I'll pop out the cut with this big forty bumper

I catch me

you too

Come and meet those dancing feet
On the avenue I'm taking you too
Forty-second street
Hear the beat of dancing feet
It's the song I love