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season where I'm losing
Ideas that i think I'm needing
Running out of luck that i don't believe in
Think my mind might need a pickup truck 'cause
Man i

I'm so street, keep birds with no beat
Keep the piece between my
Jeans and polo briefs
Don't flow to no beat if your flow weak
That's like wearing

even love
Baby that's just that only with you cause you bad
Tesla let me drive while I fuck
Got sick of having sex in the back of my truck
Cop pulled up

shut down your car
Flippin' the whip martial art like it's Law
Make my deposits I really will draw
Shut down ya knowledge those feelings meet stoppage

he had I thot
Yeah, and he knew he had a problem
And he knew he saw it
When he seen the cops drive by and
Now he's on to better heights
To better

suck on my dick
And my pet got a dick so you sucking his dick
I pull my dick to the back of my hips
And I talk to your bitch about horoscope shit

500 and the Big Tech
Your sports team comes here like a big wreck
Like a moving truck stuck under a bridge on Storrow Drive

Got the overpriced

to the floor in the spot She hot
Now theres your warning
Can't touch this
Lotta body in the back thats truck fit
Non lil bout her tho she thick thick
Nuff

Following the railroad tracks
All the way through the state
If it kills me, or it drives me insane
I'm going to make you my mission
Everybody tried to get me

up 
My fuel to fill a cup 
Run over many chumps 
New stunts I’m in a truck 
Boos blunts drive to dunks 
Boost touch a hill to jump 
Test luck

to you
Someday I'll come home to you

So fly high
I see you in the starlight
In every red truck that drives by
In every pair of blue eyes
Don't worry
I

right off the shelf
Shawty said I look like Santa how these hoes work like elf's 
Yea baby you know how I do 
I should drive a truck baby the way I change

Right Now

Wordsworth

Mirror Music

2004

to the ratio of bein confrontational
My concerts pay per view's capable of enragin you
To drive a car or truck with a bomb duck taped to you
Put you arms up got

Yeah yeah
Ay
Ok Shaney I see you, for real
(Young Shaney Jay he the plug boy) Ay

You can tell by the way that I walk
That a young nigga prolly

this shit ain't no horror but its feeling spooky, we pull up and purging your fucking land
I said my niggas pulling right up wit the 30s and dont try

don’t bring that grab ass shit over here
Looking to get your freak out of me
And I don’t care about your philosophy

Chorus:  Sang again

We had a bad

they know redd one of the best
plus I shine like I got a sun on my chest

(Lil' Flip)
in down south I put diamonds all in your face
and I'm sellin fifty

It’ll be the summer of music
It’ll be the summer of fun
So pack up all your things and throw them in the truck
Yeah, let’s drive to California
And put

Never smoking on juuls
Your girl ugly she look like a mule)
Yeah
Sipping lean double cup
Fuck your bitch I’m bound to nut
Run your ass over the truck
Pull

click call a truce aye
I think it's time we get fucked up
Love her for the night call it punch drunk yah
Bringing beef to your site like a lunch truck

on a beat like a playground bully
All I eat is guacamole
Looking at your feet like a soccer goalie
Hard drive is quite unholy
So you better say a prayer
My

the thought of not being here
Losing you was always my biggest fear

I wasn’t ready to say goodbye
So I put this here truck in drive

I went down them old

I got a pocket full of cash, in my old blue jeans
I got the weekend off, and nowhere to be
I got a good running truck, cranking dirt band gold
I

I'm getting to it
Seven days a week can't keep up with the schedule

You better watch your back because for the money they gone change up
It cost