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Daisy chains all around my neck 
Don't need gold when we shine like this
Skinny dipping, we're all chilling on the deck 
Listening to songs from '76

wants this? 
It's time to kill the dark turn you're lights on
If you're feeling like I'm feeling sing my fight song
Or we'll see what it's like with

And at the gallery department only cop’s essentials
My super fly thing, never my side thing
My down to ride thing, my all the time thing

Hey girl, I wasn’t ready

tonight in Arizona

Tell me what's the vibe are you tryna ride
Pull you by my side if you want me all the time
Take you on a summer night yeah
On a summer

and then pay me some bills
Three to eleven like I'm off a pill way I'm popping dawg
Got to maintain the money can't buy it all
Real legit
Number two

may be die by tomorrow
But all I gotta say is that i don't do payback
You hurt me once am letting it slayback
All my memories in my head keep playing

know
Thinkin' bout the last time that I hugged you, why I let you go
Thinkin' bout the last time that we fucked, I should've hit it slow
A lot inside my

girl
(I don't care, I don't care, and I don't care)

I don't care how many times y'all been to jail
You sound like a snitch and I think you're frail

wanna try him (Nah)
Paying up all of my dues
With every second of time spent (What)
Circadian rhythm so swayed I don't listen
Whenever my eyes red (Uh)

Daisy chains all around my neck 
Don't need gold when we shine like this
Skinny dipping, we're all chilling on the deck 
Listening to songs from '76

liked your song to me
It sucks that you can't sing at all
'cause you look like you belong on Glee
Don't test me, you fucking around with the wrong athlete

to the bone
Ignoring these niggas no ringer on my phone
I'm a young trapper go listen to the song
I'm too cool to be hitting from a bong
Depression hit

done, it's time to say
We coulda come with violence, we don't care
What the rumours say, all my niggas, holding racks are gay
What we coulda say, couldn't

It Was Written...Again

Shredders

Great Hits

selfie with your kissy face
Icky, I rock a rhyme on time, it's tricky
Get it strictly, busy
Before the city owned by Disney
Miss me like New York is

in neck rolls
Base time by night sky's and bank
Rolls i'm killing it villainous advancing
I'm planning my dis passing
They were tactically masking
My

now she bottom bitch
Og niggas changed the grips, greens, reds, and hollow tips
Now every time he at the light, he can see them hollows hit
Don't say

For the Record

Shyne

Godfather Buried Alive

2004

ain't kill humma 'cause if you did
Why you ain't get the pen after all of that hit
You know I know, that if you live
That shit that you spit, somebody got

don’t even gotta reload
Hit up my vato he be servin by the kilo
Drugs got me gone off a trip
I need my a lyft
I’m high then a bitch
Yeah I just move in

to sing my favorite song
Looked around and Holy Spirit came through with the gang
With the Father and the Son then they took me by my hands
They said we're

moving by faith
Give my all, before I fall
Promise I'm gon' create bliss
Just a message for those who will take it
One day you gon' play this
This is more

Got my team we movin' strong
Throw it up they goin' long
Makin hits like Barry Bonds
They can tell by all my songs
Had to hustle all night
Didn't sleep

hits", wait stupid fake bitch
All I know is Survival, just take notes, these dudes will Survive You
Cross Us, then no one can hide you
Everyone hands up,

already know
The madness bout to drop and lyrically oceans are bout to flow
Damn
I'm on some good vibes
Smoking all this gas I feel like lucci got them red

beats, kill the scene
I got all sorts of skill and artillery
I been on the road doing trickery
Man stop all ya lying ya killing me
Man fuck all them guys