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Oh
Oh

What's left of us?
What's left of our lives?
It's only you, it's only me
It's only us at the end of the night
I remember when you

Hahahaha
It's pappisman on the beat
Yea yea yea
So many questions like
Yea
What kind of car you Drive (Benz)
What kind of House you live in (Mansion)

you better duck, it's a drive-by
Niggas talking shit, he wanted beef
I sent him Five Guys beat the pussy up
I heard it only got like nine lives
That

I'm the hood Live Nation
I'm not a good boy, baby
I fuck her like a rude boy, baby
And If ever I throw this at you, better catch it like you knew Tom

a while
Have another drink and I will swing by
And embolden your heart back closer to mine
To mine, to mine
Tomorrow we can start the rest of our lives
Long

the interview 

want to be worldwide, but you can't fuck with I 

You try, you die; don't deny the fact that you got your back 

blown by binoculars,

divided by
A time zone away
The New York lights
Will show where I'm pretty
And the Chicago nights
I'll breathe in the city
On an LA drive
I'll drive through

We will drive
Just open up your eyes

You’ve been talking ’bout the weekend
I’ve been thinking ’bout the rest of our lives
We could stay at home

she me
Drive safe
Day by day
I live and I prey
I make it out
Of my own stage
And before I leave
She tell me drive safe
'Cause sometimes I forget
To look

Yellow Tape

Yo Gotti

I Still Am

2017

on no Twitter, I be go on a niggas
I'ma make you be a gangster, bring the ho out niggas
I'm bumpin' Slaughter Gang, 21, back when I was 21
Drive-bys

holding on this moment for life
Lovers on this drive the rush of wind
Don't know where we're going though we'd like to begin
Coasting by the ocean my eyes

life and all that came before
Went by your old house, no one lives there anymore

live singers wanna be actors
comein' at ya
Fundisha the next chapter
Lessons inspired by the lord and my pastor
and ya'll ain't even ready for that
hear

Full and still, unburdened by sorrow. 

Chorus: 
Time drives me to hurried decisions, 
Joys fade, thin as air, Caught in the sticky pace of pain,

ought to be, 
Full and still, unburdened by sorrow. 


Chorus: 
Time drives me to hurried decisions, Joys fade
Thin as air, Caught in the sticky pace

a fantasy, 
The devil is my enemy,
Riding round on a Saturday night, 
Just you by yourself, with ur head in the sky, 
Wanna drive off a cliff but you can't cus

Drive your destiny to the sky above
Enough is enough revolution will come
Decisions are made by those who obey
Believe in your self don't hesitate

[Verse]
They dress in fancy suits, they drive big fancy cars
Living in penthouses and dining at Michelin stars
But behind closed doors, they're

shade his leaves will give
Whatever he does will live

Not so the wicked for they are like chaff that the wind drives away
The wind will uproot them

window and all I see is you
I'd rather drive off the highway
Go speeding down a one-way
Than
You left me for dead
You live in my head
Wake me up from this

They've both started lives of their own

You drive me crazy
You drive me wild
Nothing would phase me
Until you smiled
This is my song for you
This is your

It might be nice to live by a lake
Beautiful views and generally less air pollution for quality of life
I'd live off the land, or try to at least
But

the dooch powder

Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill

Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill

Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill

Two choices,

trust His word
All by mooself
I guess I'll be
All by mooself evermore
All by mooself
I know I'll live
All by mooself evermore