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Charlie Songs [remix]

Fellowcraft

Three

2018

eyes, so wide
A flash of white flies across the sky
And ol Charlie's Gonna lose it all tonight
In a dusty sandy hole, 5 thousand long miles from home

L, white house, that's the team, just red beams, people scream
Ridin' by screamin' fuck your team, real ones know what I mean
Route forty one, chasin'

like dingo
Call the bitches to come and mingle (mommy)
Pack a forty-fifth and some hard white singles, yeah
Forty dollars, a head buster, bell ringer

burning like a swisher
I line niggas up I ain't toting no clippers
Slid through his block all he seen was the flash like a picture
I'm trying to go out

now sometimes on the right time.
Standing there sexy in the queue calling it a fine line.

Hit the nightclub on a weekend with my boys by my side.

The glint of white around the wide eye
The kiss of fear before the strike
The shadow in my line of sight, growing higher

But here’s the blow that seals

Yeah
I've seen life and death flash before my eyes
My cousin was born the same day my brodie died
Police reports retorts to death but I read between

There are times when you get suckered in
By drugs, and alcohol, and sex with women (mmmkay)
But it's when you do these things too much
That you've

white bitch is rich something like Madonna
Big M on the whip but it ain't a Mazda
From Gertz all the way to Kings Plaza
Flow viciously sick need to see

that woman, she was strong 

I wasn't raised by the stop sign, glock sign
Shoot a - on sight
Drive-by with the yungins swiping dinner past the foresight

chick on my line
But lately, I've been taking my time, going slow on my grind
Trynna, gonna, be among the , greats of all time
Flow cold, he hot, all

I'ma rock out by myself, I'm making bail, my money long
762s left him in the dirt, now he can't make it home

You can't fuck with SDM if you ain't do

lines for the sake of some green stacks
Passion for the rhyme can be cheapened by feedback
I shut my eyes and proceed to go dream catch
But a troubled

a bean
Young trap Nikka I'm living my dream
Prince of these samples i soon be king
Like I'm from grove street bitch I need the green
One by one we gone

Man, that woman, she was strong 

I wasn't raised by the stop sign, glock sign
Shoot a nigga on sight
Drive-by with the yungins swiping dinner past

We are n show kingsize fight for justice and real styles/
In flaring mails like noble knights of past times./
we carry blazons of white field with

The city`s sweating on his hot summer night
The sidewalk steaming as I`m passing you by
Don`t wanna stay between the
White little lines
Coz life is

the Ganja.

One day I had to catch a train from Birmingham to London
half way on my journey was approached by this white roughian.
With greasy hair and scruffy

of the rings 

Add that shit up that 2 lines by a 3 

But I bet i be loaded like glocks on a sting

Only pour red i do not do the green 

Only want bread i do

Cause you don't know what's bound to happen cause this event's gon be like GOD DAMN
Bubby soda by the window sill you just got drunk so Netflix and chill

loose
But that won't stop me from coming
By the time you hear the news
Haha you'll be swinging from it

So ya'll better act right
Or I'll turn it up like

a whole week, how much time do you need
Safe to say, today's a day I'll keep my line by me
Just in case you need to chase the feeling following my seed
It

(You know) crazy from behind
Told ohh by girl get in line it's a couple on my body
A few that want to love me then a few that want what I need
Lil shawty

to move white
Mother Fuckers snorting lines
They don't give a fuck cuz the teachers wouldn't pay no mind
Since youngins we was out here living life
Living