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to buy you
Flood the chain so dirty think it came out the bayou
Your bush league seems its time for a little trim
Dont fiddle round deaths a riddle brought

you don't eat if you ain't with us sweating in the kitchen 
So I've been taking time with the hits 
Now let this new high settle in
I'm tryna own

There's nothing I won't do to go out and achieve my dreams
If I gotta cut you off then Imma do it by all means 
Fucking pussy they ain't like me they just

always on my side
Things I began to realize
Started to look from a different perspective
Everything round me seemed so prospective
Shifted my feelings

I try stay blessed and keep
Ahead of the strife
But 'round here there's that negative vibe
I've never had much so I cherish my pride
I nearly lost

yellow diamonds in my shit so you could tell I'm pissed
And the same ones that's talking shit be the ones on my dick
And my bitch want rounds tonight so I

Only one to go to sleep at night 

Baby let me introduce you to something new
If you wanna come bring your friends too 

Pretty round brown 
Fly to my

of many raindrops
Running out of time I wanna build a legacy
Bigger than I ever thought I could be my new reality
I wanna use the shot I got live my life

god it's brand new time
Oh my god we got way too high
I lose time when you by my side
You know well that time ain't mine
Oh nah...

I'm on the Atlantic

know what she is doing
Break her back I buy a new one
While she sucking my dick
Saw a call that was missed
Told her I will be back for round 2
Hello
You

It's Bufe season actually
This uh, commences the start of, bufe season...
As you know
Riding round Dorche we got the windows down
Smoking loud, shit

gonna ride
They gon' ride
I'm out here  getting really  fly
No need to try
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ride ,by my side
I'm really out here really getting fly
No

the best of
The new west so you best of ?westa?
The block ?BB eyes? he plottin on a robbery
Cuz i'm about to steal the red beam you got me
Bring the beat

the ground,  reloading rounds
I love the sight, I love the sounds
My body counts a high amount
I guesse I've just set the new standard
All the God fearing

feeling it
You feeling yourself, let me show you where mirror is
When the song plays, you hey Siri-ing
Seriously on a wave, and mp3, zipping round tracks

Culkin
In middle school
My brother climbed the window
Used to sneak his dope in
O girl walking round like a zombie
She ain't had her doses
When I'm talking

Then spit mo rounds
Hear the cries from our mothers
When we die in the gutters
Another day to how we suffer
She tried to give us everything she had

The game is hers 
I own the cards 
I'd drop them all to play again

Another chance 
Cinderella dance 
With me again 

My thoughts plagued 
By the notion that

Back when I make her look by
One drink of respectable rhy
The other player in the honky tonks
Would have to work on the sly
One two was known

Do I need it? 
I guess I want it
Can't say for certain 
What I'm craving 

It tastes brand new

Distinct feeling
Will you feed me
Another pellet

(Verse 1: Celph Titled)
Hit the floor when you hear 'em blaze the carbon
Get put in the best shape of your life: a round or rectangle coffin
Without

planes hover round my window
What's the day?
Oh what's the hour?
A sip on dream I don't recollect now
Not at all
Tidal waves rip through the breezeway

elite I've been rough 
Pulling up and I roll
Bouncing my head up and down, bend the corners round
Everywhere that I go 
Talking bout hood to hood, in

Oh! daddy I've been weepin'
Just like a willow tree
Without a wink of sleepin'
Where is your sympaththy?
All is black round the shack
Since you said