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the trunk
Double up 30 times n it still ain’t enough
We was up, servin dubs
Now we get it by the dove

Send a pack in the mail
Anythang for the sale
If you

artists
Fuck you for pretending I don' exist
I'm not good enough for your playlist
Won't even respond to my letters
Fuck the private clubs that I don't know

showed how to mix that till it melt
There ain't no jobs make a shop out a house
Work in the basement an gwap In the couch
Thought it would be easy thought

don't want no problems or bring em
She told me that shows that
I don't really care
I spend time in your bed
But the time in your head
Showed me you got

and unstable, I hate you
You're so fucking clueless and so blinded, I hate you
I'm not shocked that no one loves you, they like me cuz I hate you
They don't laugh

people fall and they die but every time we fall
We pause
Smoke and we fine like
Golden skin but you got European features
Always smoking good reefer make

down wit the kush
See the snort in the face
You can tell by the look
1845 classic European wall paintin'
I smoke the bottom jar shakin'
One good foot

hop out with vvs  you know they gon bling
I get to the bag that's by any means
Y'all scavenge for weed y'all niggas be fiends

And I skrrt out the lot

me a Delorean
To change my own decisions (Time Waits for no man)
I just need me a Delorean

Glorious story is make it BIG you know nortorious
Lot

even mad that they hating, cause they know they not fucking with me
I'm good wherever I go, I don't need no weapons with me (Nah, nah!)
It's war behind

mouth da culprit, go dead shot on top you pussies I’m scopin, haha just jokin, nah ain’t no funny guy, all up in da mix make me wonder why, I hadda break

Boogie Shoes
By: Luvinnia Flowers

Yo When the last time u just had a good fuckin time brugh??
Huh sis hit the bar
Tip the tender
And get ready for

like the Cocoa Pebbles made by Post
I'm so good, shawty hit Mariah Carey's high notes
I get it popping no hoax, keep my dreams on the low
Alaskan,

count then make advance
Ship a pound don't weigh no grams
Ship you out can't mail it in

Pu*** good but the money better (I've got to leave)
The head game

That's why I'm getting high
No, I can't let a day go by
No, a nigga on it, rain or shine
I urge you niggas, stay online
'Cause I'm coming alive

Aye,

Uh huh
Yeah
Back outside n*****
N***** can’t fuck around 
I was quiet for a little bit
Letting n***** get they shit off and shit you know
I’m back

Had to keep it on the low
Gotta keep ya appetite up
When the chips down
You know how the story go 
I was lost
Now I'm found
Shit
I ain't get started yet

inches
Yeah
Missed death by some inches
Missed death by some inches
I know I'm better without it
Indeed I don't doubt it
But everything starts with a crave

the truth
But girls never see it cuz he stay up in the booth
Im loco but da music keep spinning
8 2 3 or 2 2 6 the dj got a big dick .and a dope ass mix
You

surrounded by greatness, i know its my time
Gotta put da team in position so we all shine
The finances I'm linin up can get us all rich 
Putting plays in

just 1der
Y no 1 knows you
I’m on mission to get to the chicken
BRRT BRRT where you at
You in the crib lonely as a bitch Screenshot’n onna snap
You swear

Smoking good
I mix cookies
With the runtz
Balling hard
They act like i'm bout to dunk
Still don't give no damn
Still don't give no fucks
I won't stop
Until

her dream come true
Don't know how much time we got leftI put it to good use
They respect when you stand alone
Don't do no business on the phone
If I

wet nigga where my coat at
dressed in black but i'm not no Kodak
Pass my wok nigga where my cup at
mmmm that's that good soda that soda nigga that shit