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Ima Little Devil Nigga But I Dont Wear Prada Ima East Side Rida I Dont Speak Never Been a Socialiser I Work Hard Smoke Weed Ima Grinder If I Ride You

whip, came back in black
I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"
Close that door, we blowin' smoke
She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison
Act

Breathing in smoke feel it tickle 

Hollered at a bitch and then I kissed her

Had to add the tongue just a little 

Coke bottle body what her fizzle

smell
You always Trynna make it out but you can never prevail
You been trapped inside your mind and now it’s feeling like hell (and now it’s feeling like

This is for you Josh

Started by a waterfall
Under rainy skies
Tried to smoke
A bag of hopes
But they wouldn't light
Ooo

Swam along
Vale a ton
With

don't care about that bitch
I just wanna stack my bread up, like bitch I'm tryna get rich
.762s knock off his wicks
He say he want smoke, but he ain't

it's death for freedom 

She has always lied to us 

Smoke them now and god will free them  

Bodies, these bodies they're 

Waiting to die for you

Smoke laced to escape my feelings
Love space so I hate my ceilings
Loud for the crowd in my head I’m dealing
Couple months off cause the soul needs

hard everyday we span
Party don't stop till I say we done
Headshots and I'm toast
Silver and gold
Then you zone out, Thinking how these situations unfold

I'm just here to teach a lesson
Bring this world to Armageddon

Hold on, hold on, let me say some shit
I'm so sad I slit my wrist
Smoke-filled lungs

only engulfs you in flames
And you don't know how to clear the clouds of smoke
On the outside you're the only
One who sees that they don't know your name

You made a lot of money out of your music?
Money? I mean, how much is a lot of money to you?
That’s a good question. Have you made, say
millions

Take it out on some poor ol’ sould
Make’em feel like they win

Some people like to waste their time
Chasin’ down fame
Bein’ an Instagram Zombie
So

I’m on that hookah smoke
Straight from the coal, straight cold
I ain’t talkin bars
Them local shooters straight with the pole
Straight for gold
No

and leave you open
Acting out of character like I got no control
You ain't on these levels, nigga, you ain't even come close
Killing all these pussies,

They need to keep me out the drama I got things on my mind 
Bigger things than these guys that wanna bitch all the time 
So Tell me if it ain’t money

really cooling I’m just vibing
Tryna get up out the hood it’s plenty vultures want my time and
Niggas hate to see you win don’t care how much you put your

lie
Treading water, I was keeping afloat
But through your fires my lungs filled with smoke
Now there are clouds down deep in my soul
I've tried pulling

You can't play no playa  

Yeah I been a playa baby thats in my DNA
Ever since I came up out the womb yea its been this way 
Bagging hoes from

enough
If you should fall, we’ll pick you up
To all my friends who’ve had it rough
If you should fall, we’ll pick you up
We’ll pick you up

Smoke em if ya

Get a better job just to buy better smoke 
Want that grade A wit a drink and no AA
Dirt weed and cheap liquor tryna make it stretch till the next payday

Out in the corridor, a twin disease lies to heal / its depressed guard
How streetlights can spy on me ’n suck your vibes ? / to come appart
Has

That hypocrite smokes two packs a day
Man, living at home is such a drag
Now your mom threw away your best porno mag (bust it!)

You gotta fight for your

Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery
Baby mommas can’t get rid of me
Chop him up he a chicken rotisserie 
Crossed me out for gold it was