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with no phonys
The fuck do I look like
(Aye)
Goofy ass niggas ain't built right
If it's some pressure
Then I'm on the westside
The most never lesser
You

never karate
I'll cast a spell on you and you'll go kamikaze 

WYtChina
Listening to Rick Ross it's Friday night
This party ain't ending cuz I'm not high

I'm not tryna play no games
I know it's kind of strange we don't talk
But is it wrong that I owe you a stage
Is it wrong that you don't answer all my

Ima Puff
Ima blow the house down
If I ain't got it right now
Then I'm down
To drive miles
Gotta have it
Fuck a habit
Nigga this a lifestyle
Smoke from

a ride
Right by Mary Jane, passenger side
Blurred vision, crossing over doubled lines
Is this shit in rotation, cuz smokes in my eyes
I'm trapped in this

and I'm Jordan (Carolina)
Your last nigga was some bullshit
Now you feel the way I got you scorin (Swish)
No strings like Balenci's (Uhh)
Got the forty

the ones who made who to blame
Hold up Cj pass it to zay
Zay zay show em the way
I see niggas tryna hop on the wave but honestly it ain't no space for you

traps nobodies
I'm from Chicago so it's in the fucking prophecy
I may get trapped but I escape no cap
Now I'm on the come up making moves and that's

On course like a satellite
I’ll be by your side
Like the glow from the flames when the fires high
But you know ain’t playing when the vibe is right
Rock

but it aint fuckin heameroids
Outside my house its an unmarked car
I aint going down so piss you wanker
oh no, hang on, its Two-way Bob
With his new

Smoke On

Magic

White Eyes

2003

thirsty...Ima blow me a gooky
I'ma blow by myself or I'ma blow with my crew
This is my medicine
When I'm in pain no one makes me feel better than Mary Jane

on the borderline
This ain't alright
I can't be your medicine, no
This can't keep on happenin'
Can't clear your skeletons
You keep on callin' but I won't pick up

the tension
I predict I gain momentum by Independent transcendence
Causing friction cuz my addiction is spitting lyrics miles different From any MC if you Even

takes me to lie in heaven or some higher level
at night I'm a rebel at nine I must settle like

Cobain's route though ain't no gauge sprout
Yesterday's

out of bed
I’m missing thrills, cannot feel
’Cause I’m light in my head
Ain’t paying bills, way too chill
Wish I got fire instead
But on the real

fashion/ what's the fraction of satisfaction /
What's the passion with no P-cshin 
Unsparkable/ no flashin/ no flair no glare 
If you not here right now -

main
But I stay right by her
If I make it rain
Then the strippers gonna retire
Phone unlocked
Now she waking up crying
Told her not to read it
Oh well Im

a ride or die' aint ride until the wheels fall off
You know I always needed you
Now I'm just haunted by your toxic love
Exhale my demons in a blunt
I don't

bitches ain't my ladies
Bang an ugly bitch in back of a Mercedes
Rubber up cos ion want to fuckin baby's
I'm a beast like animal got rabies
Clothes like

She tells me inhale hold it
Exhale the stress
Right by my side whether
Im at my worst or best
Wish i could have you wit me
When in peace i rest
Sour

Working off emotion 
More estrogen then these women
Getting older but 
They not grown by the definition
No accomplishments to your name 
But you chasing

Said you'll here this when I'm gone
Watch my feelings pour
Out the cup
I run it up
I promise I ain't give no fucks
I'm feeling like I'm not enough
I ride

needle poking, murder murder?
First degree addiction, I ain't tryna be sober
Fuck you mean?
Kick down the door, we don't knock, just popped me a xan bar
Oh

green
I paid a rackaid for my jeans
And I ain't getting taxed looking for no lean (what else?)
Wear so much Bape a nigga could turn into an ape (huh?)