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New York City, we piss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take shits in it
[Kool Keith]
There's a million albums out there with that opera
is Heaven Ball
Shiner shiner, bright smile
Where am I with my style?
Talkin' 'bout the shed pal
HQ where we live now
Painted walls, faded falls
the double R that my butler drives
Telling me she curved a hundred guys
Just to be with me, I'm unsurprised
Her and I both know it's time
When she looks
I been going now
I think all my haters finally notice now
Just made another album prolly throw it out
Know I’ll make another, I ain’t slowing down
fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take
Have a baby
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Be
me hours getting out the city with no work around
Richie used to drive me home at night back at my mothers house
No keys I waited hours at the gate
jokes, happy folks, having so
Much fun together living as they're stoked
I see miles, young kids living wild, smiles
New parents walking and talking with
homies
I feel like it'd drive home the idea my mind's gone
And 23 years of living and not a speck on the record
But 24 years of living I think I'm ready
bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would ever thought that
The napalm would bust your
To a happier day
That exists in your mind
And in your smile
She could escape there
Just for a while
Little 15
Little 15
Why take the smooth with
To a happier day
That exists in your mind
And in your smile
She could escape there
Just for a while
Little 15
Little 15
Why take the smooth with
clearly obscene, quality peen make her holla and scream
Follow the team and proceed to police
Caus im coppin shit, watch the wrist, it optimus
Drive by got
One for the money in the car I drive
Two for the girls who are passing by
Three for the house on the hills outside
Four for the guys and the wild
my spine
Drive me crazy, drive me crazy
You managed to get me lost in the time
For time is so strange, hours will fade away
But still with you by my
a pleasure definitely not a task
To greet a fan with a smile and sign a damn autograph
I mean way back to before you used to drive the Maybach
You dreamt
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
to the light side it don't matter none
It'll be a drive by homicide
But to me its just another tale from the dark side
Standing in the middle of war
In
to the light side it don't matter none
It'll be a drive by homicide
But to me its just another tale from the dark side
Standing in the middle of war
In
name
She got the, mm, white dress, but when she's wearin' less
Man, you know that she drives me crazy
The, mm, brown eyes, beautiful smile
You know I
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
like a 2 dollar bill, in the Stu with the hits going straight for the kill
Dropped one album and they all screaming more
Hop up in my bag, time to check
smile
(Copenhagen!)
do yourself a favor, chew
(Copenhagen!)
Drive them pretty girls wild
So I went out to the movies with my lil Peggy Sue
I had my dip
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
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