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about the legacy left?

The sun dawned on the east wing
I took notice of the rays through the shades on my oculars
My temperature adapted to the climactic

ocean, yeah
I got a shawty and she live by the ocean
The beats I'm rapping over prove
I'm super down for the growing
I'm super down for this showing
I'm

trust me
Gave you plenty reasons why you wouldn't
Wrap sheet long as sideburns still moving foolish
Baby, baby, baby always followed by excuses
Still

get paid
In da sun with glasses on
I can't post in no shade
Went ot with sum work
I was posted for days
I went ghost on ya bae
She just hope I'm ok
You

for introductions, I'm a man up in his element
It's the energy, the skill and the luck
It's the reveille, the jeopardy, and building the buzz
When I

wo oh
Party, party do you wanna party
Party, party all night long
A mi say
Party, party do you wanna party
Party, party till the sun comes out

the hold, but keep your veins tangled closed
A neon sun to blind in the past
Give praise to the one who made your breathing last

I've taken any road that

Blunt smoke
One toke I become woke
Ya still mourning I let it rain and leave my sun soaked
Man ya'll just roaches of a "J" that was once rolled
One

game
Planting money trees
Keep the keys over seas
Sun on my face, cold breeze

You know I go hard what more you want from me?
We gon' keep it real that's

I see them hurting
Knocked down with the burden
Trying times
Tell me where's the finish line
Many fams governed by their tear drops
Many soldiers

Cotton by the highway
Cotton in the truck
If the cotton ain't high
Daddy's out of luck

Prayin' for the rain
Prayin' for the sun
Old man river 
Don't

from a mellow voice
Standing all about the way he talks

From an eagles view
He'll take a knee
Began to sing
And spread the blues

Amplified by

don't want no trouble
I'm talking 3 dames, giving good brain
Fuck around and call that a huddle
Now I'm tryna maintain, cuz I can't slay
But Goddamn, man

Aaaahh the familiar sounds of a man
Calling out from a van with blue and white stripes
I come from a city where sounds like these guide our strides

you heavy baby
Imma scoop you up

Baby we can sit and vibe
While I'm looking in yo eyes
The sun is going lower
While our emotions rise

Call me a theif

While the wind keeps on blowing
Banjos burning, the fumes
Ramble down highway 10
I'm the tallest man when I'm with you
We're going through

all day, till the sun come up
Fuck a drive by, niggas do walk ups
Sipping on red, in the double R truck
Slide up, hit his block up,  knock, a man down

felt
Do you have peace of my mind or a piece by the belt
Don't second guess your religion
If it's out of your control that means it's God decision
Are

your top dollar
When you finally feel his presence man how can you not holler
First ya got the grace now start quickenin your faith
Turn over to God. He

Super Man, but self-conscious
Bruce Wayne will never top these watches
I got em' all topless
We got a whole lotta options
Yeah, blow through 'em like

Man like Drillz ooo
Gba mi jooo
Stealing the show ooo
See baby how far
Fi le
You know I'm waiting
For your love on the sofa
Why don't you come

Feminine inside of you
Your love is like mescaline that I consume
Our union was definitely destined by the sun and moon
If the truth is a weapon then you'd

make you weak, I'd rather just watch you starve
While I eat a feast, gluttonizing treats till' I barf
A modern day man is defined by the scars
So let it

all been polluted
By the dogs and the birds that have fed on the corpse of your nephew

Old woman you waste your insults on me
The flesh of a traitor