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we won't take defeat (Can't)
Ate chic fil a on Sunday
If they ever say I ran from beef (That's Cap)
I got white collar schemes
I just tulones my jeans

Living the Pura Vida
Sweet taste of Rum
Living  the Pura Vida

Come take a chance embrace the pure delight
The tropical breeze kisses your cheek tonight

(like grace)
It's black and white like race (like race)
Put trust in God like faith (like faith)
He can take a man who's a ladies man
He can save a man

Damned with their life
They don't get a chance on the mic
Big bankroll
Lookin' like I'm traffickin' white
Whole team get a whip, no passionate Christ
My I

on the same day out in France. Off white the top and vlone my pants, I spend what I want you spend what you can, niggas they hope to get rich just by chance

and do the sneaky

Part ways probably never to do it again

But I seen her ride by all cute in a Benz (all cute in a Benz)

All white truck two of ya

I've been outta my mind
I've been outta my mind for the longest time
I forgot all my lines
I step out the door and all is white
Blistering cold in

a house, I really doubt 

That the big bad wolf won’t find a how to blow it down 

What I mean by that

Is even if I sell some crack 

And find a way to beat

dry our parka
And our rubberized galoshes off
And we'll just take a rain-check for
That picnic in the grass
And sip our lattes by the window

Black panamera , Paris by night lights on me
Marry the night, made the moon my white homie
Not around thinkin bout her only
Not the fact that I’m in

White Tee on my ksubis
I keep fresh ones on my feet
Residue all on my dresser
I got dope boy tendecies
I work 9 to 5 so good
You might think I'm from

Like he believes in me
I can be drowning he'll give me strength to swim
He can take a limb I still have others
I got a light that won't dim
Putting work

ours we bout take chance
Travel up to D.C at the GoGos and make a couple bands
Talking to my niggas from southwest i got a couple friends
Fucking with

I realize as the days pass by
There is no point in the ways of life
Sometimes I hope it's just all a dream
Got a bad view of reality

I think life is

Spilling onto the horizon is the inkwell
On the sky formerly lightened by the most high that prevail
The seven or nine levels of heaven or hell

squawking cooks a seagull
Now you bouta hear an earfull uh
I got the swagger of captain hook
Never by the book if I got dimes for each chance I took

something from me you can't get shit but get lost
Take a risk with this life I could be rich by tonight
Its a blitz in that field with that blick, they dont

tattooed 
She’s driving all night to have them removed 

Chorus 
Hit the gas, take your foot off the break 
Let those white lines lead you to tomorrow

or having motion he can't make roster
All my bitches eat seafood take 'em to juicy crab not red lobster
That boy he got ho ways he get that bitch shit from

your first place to find solace has been occupied
And when at long last by some chance you have passed
Gone at last, and you've died
I won't let you into

not kickin' it I'm only riskin' it
If I don't take a chance I'ma stay in the seat I'm sittin' it
Coaches tryna' dictate what I do but they're not

out the bag
White Tee on my ksubis
I keep fresh ones on my feet
Residue all on my dresser
I got dope boy tendecies
I work nine to five so good
You might

you can pry this mic from colder hands
You've got no chance and you get no love
Like no one wants to hold your hand
I don't care about you nerds with

my views
A tiny white lie
A thought to stand by
That could have been me
Should have been me

Change it up and it'll feel like
Waking up
Realize that