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I can't leave for too long
Too many heads turn if I'm gone
We used to drive through the night 
cnd go everywhere but home

Just you, me & my car

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

This for the ones who moving crime to life
Doing drive-by shootings gon lose his nine lives tonight
This for the ones who choose to grind and fight

as fuck
I'm fly as fuck, I put Forgiatos on the cyber truck
Machine (ooh)
(Yeah, nigga)

Can I get some music?
Yeah
Yeah, don't worry
Take your

eighty-four trucks go by
And on that Shoulder I began to cry

CHORUS

It finally hit me you were gone
Just outside Jackson on the drive back home

CHORUS

by the bell
Hurry up get out of there it's like a quarter till twelve
I know a couple lil spots I know this cool lil trail
Tell me how your day at work

call the truck

Yeah, outlined the body in chalk Popped by the n***a, I ain't soft
Remember I was trappin' off a poach Cap it off a pound, let you boat

On My Page

Courtney Marie Andrews

On My Page

hand

Johnny wakes from the truck buzz, wearily fallin' out of love with seeing anything new
I feel it too, except all of the time, I'm crying in

first and you last
Been poppin' shit, nah, I don't gotta brag I'm rich, and u broke ,should be mad at your dad
Pallet way different, I switched up

thrill
My son started illin so I said chill
A man can't live on bread and water alone
But by every word proceeding out the microphone
My wife woke up,

It's sunday night and my team just lost
plus the Dolphins got blown out by Randy Moss
and the Vikings, I'm inside the food spot on new lots
gettin some

real
Hurt me with that shit, but your ass planed to kill
Plan to kill Your manipulation takes a type of skill
Drive me crazy, I don't know what's

at
I drive a Bentley and park a Bentley
Buyin' rims by the feet 'cause they short on inches
Look I'm on the block nigga, off the top nigga
Go and cop

I don't gotta' like you
You don't gotta' like me
Your bitch on my body tryna go and sight see
Trips to japan now she all like mi likey'
Shorty told

to it, fuck a Netflix
I came in uniform, I flew in with my geese

I might pay you fifteen hundred, drive this truck east
They can't come around and steal

don’t listen to nothing
Im that boogie man you see when you under the cover
And I don’t wanna holler at your girl go and cuffer
I was raised by Qeen Ida

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

what reminds me
There's no place like home

I still take the same old Friday drive
Pretend you're right there by my side
And climb high point

Homie picked me up...
Why you move your hands like that
I didn't pick you up

Why you move your hands like that
Keep your hands to your motherfucking side

Stand Up

Seeed

Aufstehn!

2005

me, dirt tastes dusty
My demons push me and rush me
They got me by the throat like a goat
So I wrote these notes that everybody can see

You know

drive a Benz truck right thru my hood be a hero

Get a lil somethin quick to rob your dinero 

 

I never had Gucci 

I never had Louis

I never had shit

the bucks (Bucks)
Grab it & tuck, stacking it up, it's all that I trust (Trust me)
I can't be broke(Nope), That shit it be rough, shit a drive you a 'lil nuts

on down your truck
I'll drive you out tuh
Get our biggest buck
Then we'll come home tired
Enough too count our luck

Sergeevna Sergeevna
Make my dreams come

'm writing the plot
Underdog always ends on top
Drive-by shootings, Peugeot trucks
Blacked out windows, L plates on
Crack in the kitchen, rotten cod
Fact