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just doubled up and went hard on em
New whip hit the gas and I'm gone on em'
New whip if you knew where I'm from
It's a blessing to go on and park in

eschews pain
Information is power
Download the universe in hours
Don't need to count lives if you don't die
Status bars are for cowards
I level up every

it for fame
Even though they screaming your name
Keep independent forever
Be true to the game

It time to Rock out
Wait I already said that
I live by

Remember sleepin' on the floor in the
House and it was vacant
I'm tryna bust down the coupe
I'm tryna fly off in the spaceship
They said they

a dinner plate, made by my momma
Lavish life, with all them commas
Working hard, in my pajamas
Pass away, found my Nirvana
Swimming round, tank full

Walking down this road I was
Tryna get my steps right
Overthinkin' everything really made
My chest tight
The Spirit came and hit me like
A deer in

cracking on mine

Said drop down take it low
If the party look dry we got h2o 
If the party ain't live we gone make it so 
West side in the house  
In

me love sick
In this secret love affair
No one has to know, we can keep it on the cool
Late night rendezvous between me and you
A walk in the park

darling,
Lovely Almi.

To live with you, in seclusion, but not in poverty
Our life real, harmonious, beautiful
Should you have a darling child by me no more

like a blanket
Now I live every day a vacation
Running it up in my Asics
Wasted, white girl wasted
Lifestyle crazy
Lights out, pipe down, right now, baby

move fast like the Brazilian in that Marlboro Car
Won't stop until a McLaren what I park
When all is said and done I'm walking round on marble floors

kush I been inhaling lately hasn't been hitting
Clouds to the ceiling, numb to all feeling, holes in my lungs as they pleading by singing
My ears are

It's Project X
Ghosty

LT district live with bro (Live)
I'm in the bando, breakin' bit's
When my bros are down for a risk
(Yes) 
Bally up quick then

not) get to the money, black man

She gon' give it all up for the lifestyle
Slide in, slide out, hit the wipe down
Me and Freeze finna take y'all

Nostalgic hues that give me the blues
Heartbreak in two time zones 
That’s so special everywhere I go they let me park right in the front
I’m just a VIP

us
Down to the floor
Won't box me in
I know the ropes
Roy jones
Down 10 toes
On two soles
Maybe I ain't a goat yet cause I ain't Sold my soul

I really

already horny
We in a state of emergency, fire burning & scorching
New reporting of a body laid down by the trolly
& you really think i wan be outside
I

lived under the system, you now know as Jim crow
Where oppressive Black Codes and state laws created by those brutes
Trapped us in the burning hell

shock the culture like it's not apart of tradition
Real hustler you can tell by ambition, want a golden patek I ain't want no nixon
I been in the booth

rolling out with you to the park
And I don't wana see you in the day or dark
You say she's just a friend but I disagree
Bet you by now you are feeling me

a Fire in the Booth
For those that lost limbs
To King Leopald's quota
And those risking their lives for
The P&O to Dover

Power to victims of this

the Eastside now
So come on, hop up in my ride
Take you on my journey through the Eastside

I speak explicit, surrounded by lies and fast women
On the grind, but

we ain't giving a fuck
Handcuffs holding homey down
I represent Wop Town, Amici Park, Downtown fool

[Chorus x2]

In California

Hell no I won't

a psycho
Got my head in a blizz
And a twitch in my eye cuz I realize
Death is by my side got to pay the ride
With lives and ammo
Trade my soul with the devil