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bag
This personal, but I smoke by the hashtag
I can bet the shit you smoking been sad
Come outta trash can
I told my roun to hit me, them raccs attached

ain't even hatin I'm jus bein honest
I get to the whole like I'm Ben Wallace
I be so cold they say U I C like I'm in college
Hold up wait I'm in college

by a supernova
True trooper carryin' a flame thrower
Try holdin' a candle to me

You can call me the host
I got a bellyful of tapeworms 'n' I'm chewin'

the voice said she probably won't make it to the hospital
The trooper said better call the family in and say your last

She walks in her dreams still chases

watching smokey and the bandit
Obsessed with a firebird running from the po po’s
Call it storm troopers don’t be sleepin on the No Doz
Me and my girl MiMi

moved on an gave you the mention
Yeah with my new bitch she better
She got hella wetter
That shit cold you gonna need a sweater
You lying lil whore you

Like Wayne's fourth Carter
Making life like a farmer
Made the sons and the daughter
Took a DNA test found out God the Father
He by my side no loner
Gave

Trooper blitz
Show dem niggas you can't miss
On my grind like a skater
Wanna ball just like Tatum
Man dee niggas cannot tame me
And dee hoes you

codes won't work
20 years old can't afford a lawyer
Momma said he should've went to church
Stop by, I'm smokin' in another universe
As my whole planet

ran it up like lacrosse
Ice Trae cold, movin' dirty with the hawks
Kept my name off the docs, spinnin' numbers like a lock
Chubby nigga, you can smell

at the future
Head still high
Mama me a trooper
Making something shake
I don't stand I'm a mover
Not a weed
Or a root
I'm a bloomer
Make a scene 
On the screen

life
Cut by knives
I'm broken
Pain eventually subsides
But I'm all out of thought supplies
My brain is always broken
I'm a lord among the losers
My

on an gave you the mention
Yeah with my new bitch she better
She got hella wetter
That shit cold you gonna need a sweater
You lying lil whore you don't know

And when it rains and pours, you better take cover
In the streets deep with plenty women and cold hustlers

Nigga, I was raised by pimpin', killin' with no

c mile frae Pencaitland on the road tae the sea stands a yew tree a thousand years old, and the old women swear by the grey o' their hair that it

Yeah
Look
By thirteen, I had a big dream
I can be the next Martin Luther King, yes I believe
Chasin’ my fantasy by the age of eighteen, it’s surreal

sorrows and I'm praying for my sins yuh
Popped a couple addys now I'm on
She left me by myself I'm on my own
Could never show no love my heart is cold
I

life
Stone cold
On the edge
Any sudden movement pulls a trigger in my head
But will say I digress
I've been making progress
On the process of this record

mood, you can tell by my moves
Imma mood, you better get in tune
These diamonds dancin, got my wrist up
My flow changin faces call it nip tuck
Don't trip

Four holes in the drywall 
Showed up from a phone call 
Never getting my deposit 
Need to get out this apartment 

Caught wind like Chicago 
Got cold

life down in and outta season
Thats my way
Breaking records thats the motto
Young Kidd from Toronto
Yeah I had to do this pronto
Look, always keeping it

Two AM on a cold night
I sit alone by the curb side
My phone's about to die, and I've got three cigarettes left
Your words are spinning in my head,

I see her
She see me
Afterparty, it's half past three
She don't wanna go fall for me
So cold as winter her heart gon' be
I get it cause this was

this shit not eventful
They ain't listen to the new me
Still getting hung on the old me, depressed cold me
Hung that nigga up like a trophy
I'm too chill