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like missing my weed, I get higher than Bob

It's a eye for an eye in my city, that's Baltimore City
Where even the bitches be wicked in poverty

King Coast, Bob, Bob, a hundred plus
Still runnin' numbers up, still done enough
But it's still like I ain't done enough

Keep them blue face hunnids

and crash tryna drive and do the shooter job
The type to pull up and scribble something like I'm doodle bob
Fuck a pretty bitch look in her eyes and then I

Back then, I scrambled hard wit the trap gods
Now I twist, fronto and Bob’s in my backyard
Figured out, the life I lived was a whole facade
Shit

told John that he didn't ever stand a chance
This was not the first time Bob's been through that dance 

"I'll get him one day they'll regret what they

you, see? Bob Famoso be that 1 muthafucka I ain't talking bout the 2 or the 3
Measured foolery rocking with no jewellery
But catch me with a honey

another level, I come to settle
Your soft rock pebble, come get crushed by heavy metal
I'm the master of puppets, Geppetto
You can peddle that ass off for

letters
Bob in each crashing wave.

So, I found myself at the waterfront
Scent of the salty air
cnd my thoughts reach back to that special time
When I held

A.C.T.O
A.C.T.O
The Rain
Can you remember

The Rain
Can you remember
The Rain
Can you remember

The Rain
How's that
Me and Bob back to back and we

Wallace, David Foster Wallace

One day I fell asleep with my headphones on
Playing Bob Dylan, Playing Bob Dyaln

One day I fell asleep with my face in a book

B.o.B
Even At the end of the day we could shoot, fadeaway, but we still won't be Kobe
Never seen a level that I can't climb
You ain't making money that's

Dashing through the snow
On a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go,
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob tail ring,
making spirits bright
What

poppin' tonight

We gettin’ there by eight 
Go put it in my name 
My bad bitch ‘Salondio’ in town, the high flames
Going far, We ain’t be tame. 
Get them

trust these mad man chatters 
Got a scope on these pricks like Bob Lee Swagger 
Got bro on my side and he’ll pass me the hammer like bob 
And I call him

Throw your hands up in the air like you never even cared
Fellas bob your head and ladies let me see you whip your hair
Shake your body to the ground

Don't love me when I'm dead, if you don't really fuck with me
If we ain't rocking right now we never did
You missin all this luxury
If you not BOB

there's nothing to do

Wide like the window panes
Melodies adrift to the sky
Floor made from fauna leaves
Grass stomping underneath
Walk on by

Feels easy,

Bob and weave the pressure
I can't even stand
Who's left in the ring with the upper hand?
Shadowbox your demons
But you pull your punch
Better give up

une autre minute
We better live it fast grande pupille
Time goes by
Stache blanche réflexe félin
J'ai les dents longues pour le Québec rythm
I go wild

like a swang at pinatas
We in the cut but I came with piranhas
Feeling like Trump cuz I'm touching vaginas
I been surrounded by pussy I lick on the hymen

on some night moves like Bob Seger
High on life, right here and now
Just a little bit more than the law will allow
Marchin' to the beat of my own drum
Got

Here I am after a long day
Held by the sofa I'm sunk in
Bob's burgers on the TV
Tina just learned to drive
Summer lilies on the table
They are wilty

be
The world's most elaborate joke

Have you heard the old joke about the musician
Trying to be the next Bob Dylan

All of his hopes for his future

car
How you still broke with a job
Like how you a nigga named bob
You not a trap nigga stop
You cant even trap in the dark
These niggas scared they not