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the door thinking you're a slick Rick

Slap on those headphones drown out the noise
Skip down the steps dreaming of cowboys
Now somethin bout' Bendan, he

VERSE 1
Chillin in hammock wit a pint of Henny
I can't tell my secrets I got way to many 
She looking at my Jewlz know I got the juice 
I'm not that other

the shadows bout to leave the world behind
I feel the changing seasons every time
Pacing back and forth thinking bout the reason for the crime
I do not exist,

Rain it up, rain it up now, now, now, one time
Big tune, big tune, big tune now
Pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom

Tell me what you want from me
Tell

and all the spaces to go
Still I'm in need of care

So tell me bout an image
I never seen before
And I will be there
Because

I can tell what your hearts

up
I'm chasing 1st
No runner up
I ain't been worried bout a bitch
I feel my heart been through enough
Po' me up a double cup
Sipping slow
Don't give

a little conceited
Surprise in your thighs telling me that ya need it
Stop by with a little bit a
Waste some time with a little bit a
We could unwind with

hit me up on eternal flex
I do this time to wreck 
I had em waiting for a sign or text 
but I don't  ever show my moves till I sign the cheque 
im

or trust cus I still carry pain?(true)
Nothing was the same cus you had the last say
Now I gotta lay in bed think bout the time that I should've said
If this

one of mine, Im bound to get you
Gotta fill you with pain

Look, I'm only riding with real niggas
We get into smoke, these niggas don't joke they Bound

though, I proved everyone wrong
Its all over regardless what you say when Im gone
What now? 

What Would You Do If It All Ended Tomorrow?
Time Runnin Out,

I'm So High [Radio Edit]

Grind Mode

I'm So High

2008

just thinkin of yo sex
Any time I'm in the club, you can get just wat you like
Any thing you wanna drank, just tell me what drink to buy
I'm just

looking for redemption / So allow me to humbly make a suggestion / The next time you speak to God make a confession / Bout how much your human natures

momma's
home,
I get paid and where I stay isn't well known,
That's the word, yeah, Brampton

I'm 22, living in the flower city,
Surrounded by bad drivers

Ice all up on me im glidin and shit
Rollie two tone gold and silver is mixed
Watch out for my glock it aint owned by a jit
Bustas be hating i dont give

doing some ballads for so long long time
To remember when you were by my side
Then you blocked me and was easy to replace you
'Cause every peregrine is

the time
To sit and converse and with these niggas
Only Dyscaine my slime
Big 2-4, 065, throwing sets by my sign
On Laflin with a hit'stick like Madden
Make

Im dreaming bout a life that I dont have, Lately ive been stuck in the past
Im trying to stick to my path, like flower I stick to the wraps
Im done

it
Just cause I'm not vaxed doesn't mean your love should be fading
Turned us against each other like a dog chasing it's own tail
Won't let us be

know I’m it
Tag a long
They gotta know it by heart
Sing a long
I got diamonds on my neck huh
In the summer make it flip i learned about that somersault

pulled me in You hold me fairytales you showed me (Wasn't my life)
Now I think it's bout time that I paid you back every mountain you moved
I gotta move em

Fuck all that shit, bitch, I'm gon get into it[00:14.34]I be the spot up shooter show them niggas how to do it[00:17.40]Won't go back and forth bout

I know that ain't right
But Fuck this pain bitch let's gets get HI
Shit
I'm bout to pour me up a pint
A lot of bullshit on my mind
But I just got

back
Sayin "Hey, I'm sorry I was stupid man"
I'm just saying, shit is crazy
Look, bout damn time we get this shit right
Free ourselves from the cage