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at 7-Eleven
Ayy, I'm havin' drip like a reverend
These niggas rats, they peasants
Play with the gang, get wrapped like a present
Pull up a photo and shoot

not your rep disintegrates
But can't relate to standard ways im
Searching for where answer lays
I serve important stanzas
Mane, standing ovation
Animals

to represent me

Catch me on your local
Corner screaming fuck Juliani
With my whole crew behind me and
Like four brews inside me
Got my foot up in the door but

been feeling so high
And I don't smoke reefer
Still rock this funky joint
A Poor Righteous Teacher
Now I feel mega shalom up in my chateau
Knowing that

first week ticket sales
If the fans determine your worth then you really failed
I'm doing what I love, I could be sitting in a shell
They hype you up

close I can
Feel it in my reach
You can stress about a billion
I'll be kicking up my feet in my lawn-chair
Sipping out coconuts everyday
I didn't start

breathe, on second thought
It's better you leave
But I'm just at the overture
Hittin' you with thе opener
Spittin' like king cob ah ra, drunk nigga
Sobеr up

Abbey National
(Ooouah) that was an experimental
Now it's standard on instrumental
I do it in the rave and everybody goes mental
The raving crew turn far

long it has been
Since I've felt like I'm anyone else 

I guess I'll take a hit
Although I know
That it'll fuck my head up even more 
At least if

am
There are lotta things that are pissing me off just like my bladder
Xenophobic people protesting Black Lives Matter
Hypocrites your double standard

aldrig något standard
Wallah brorsan jag är fucked up
Exotic som det vore fanta
Jalla kingen bara tagga från mig
Alla vet att du vill vara som mig
Jag är i

found me
Wish you left me like you found me

Sunglasses in the club
Dancing only coz they`re watching
All the ones are out tonight
She got no standards

the mirror
Just to hold myself accountable
Counting for the bars
I put on paper boy I ought to feel
Verified to classify I as
Both ends of the gold standard
If

know
You couldn't tell
When you came to the show
In our everyday conversations
Our self-evaluations
The high standards we set with no limitations (living

We were founded by Saxon Barton
As the Fellowship of the Whyte Boar
Named after King Richard III’s standard
And the badge that his knights often wore

Get started, it's a world of reckless
a thousand points if you wear some freckless

Hail to madness!
Set the standard on level violence
Hide

to stash p
Im paying peoples rent so they treat me like I'm family standard
Had to cut him loose he's like a anker
I tell get this money feed your family

to ever dodge that shit again
No, not again
Fucked up too many times, lost too many friends
Wanna know when the bullshit ends
And my life begins, pullin'

no manners or any standards
Have you ever made love on a clear blue night
On a private flight over Congo?
Well, neither have I, but I really wanna

storm

Its just a blessing I was born
I won't conform to ur standards
We weren't bad kids
There just wasn't shit to do

ct least i got both my parents

shoal



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We we we go up! sky ang limit
Bago mo ko kausapin dapat specific
Wala sila makain kain kaya acidic
Rap rap money sa buong pacific
Sineset

meri jab bana tha koolie aye
Ungli karke bole badhve peace
Hamse chidte bhi
Standards apne high ye londe
Saare nursery
Me betha ban kavi aur sanki bhi
Na

between us
Always standard procedure,
In the frame,
Clear as day,
I see you hold it for me,
But you won't go there with me,
See the water, see the bridge,

First off, i was never this special
Took sesh, now im runnin on that dead shit
Obsessed with success, till the casket
Green arrows, going up, i make em