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and nights that we'd played
Wiped the wet from my eye and put your tools back in their place
Some things you just can't ever replace

Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh,

crazy
Im sure you gon put out a statement
If we leave you alone, in a cell for a day
By then you gon be in denial
After you been talking
Cause you wasn't

I Gotta Girl like Lindsay on Freaks and Geeks
Whip smart, big heart, knows where and when not to speak
Stunning frame, fancy heel game on her feet

ain't got shit to do with you bein in this
This come easy
Betta ask the last Russ to fuss, just how I thread the needle
Cut from my own cloth, been my own

no just don't go
Headed for the top but you just wanna stay low

I be throwing up sighs you know but you say don't do that
That's how we get locked up

Now my bipolar kicking in, like some Chinese knees
Just ride for me
And I'll do the same like a rhyming scheme
Could be like poetry

just a melody
I'd rather not pull it apart

Here we are
Doesn't matter who we are
Just that you're here with me
All I know 
Is no matter where I go

sign
Cmon' baby go on decide
I had a dream I was making out and fucking you, ha
Baby unprivate your shit, i'm tryna stalk you
Baby we could have some

KRUSHED ICE

Smino

NOIR

2018

now, can't erase time
Nigga like me never really ever waste time
Unless I lost the Piguet, I fucked her in my bunk bed
The bus shake and we bump

really in the streets 
This is hip hop 
I don't do it for the geeks 
This is for kids 
Hustling to get some sneaks
Now we tryna eat 
We ain't never trying

make it to you
So what the fuck was a semi-pro skater to do
I still exist and it's not strictly biological
I am your father so stop making things

feeling like Lucifer fake
Cause I done seen worse from the state
They treating us just like we slaves
Think that we let em
That's all ima say
Yea
I done

naw money we still in the hood
Now a years gone by with no sign of release
What happened to Jin? the buzz startin to die on the streets
As far

get lit like lighters
I'm heating up , that's a fact
Now they wanna know what I'm doing and where I be chillin at
I said I'm with some niggas who really

the back
Can't I see the answers first ?
I got bundles in a bag you got goodies in ya purse
Do your worst cuz my best get better we could head up
To the top

rocket we pop out and blast
Smoke you like a blunt and leave the ash
Did what I had to do for the cash
And I got it now
She call me cashie no prophet now

wanna try to live
Cause every fucking time I do, it bites me again and again

I have been so ashamed of the place that I have came from
We ain't the same,

throw me since way before
Niko mboka na saka nipate for me and the bros
When we make it am hoping we all gone cheers and make a toast
I got many flows am

the hoover

Sarah the snorter (Whooh!)
Man I feel sorry for your daughter
Saw us at the bar making orders
Now she see we drink yak like water
Now she see we

she from a magazine nah lil homey 
But she should be how you do that there
Where he get her from I think he spending ones
Or he use his tongue homey ya

Mentality actually
Kobe not dead he got tats on his head he look just like me
Silently signs of me I can be
I can see where this go violently finally
9

ain't never have to ice my chain
I'd rather buy a place for me and my wife one day
Somewhere nice where we don't ever have to sweat no thing
And to live

by my name (I do)
Man, these hoes ain't never rockin' with no lames (who's that? That's you)
Bitch, I'm married to this motherfucking game (damn

none these people
And I mean that truthfully
Swear when I make it Im'a kill the game
I'll do it brutally
So every time I'm in here I go hard
I need it