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that's grand"
We bow down to this creature, it's our holy grail
A story so epic, we gotta tell the tale
Chillin' in the trees, movin' at a slow pace
This

the vitamins
U got a man it ain't a problem heres a side o' me
U went and turn into a stranger when I needed u
Now u shook by my presence feel like Pikachu
No

tell, ain't talking bout audemars
Look
I slow it down and pick it up
Pack it up like pick up trucks
Lines will punch you in the gut
Tripple double like

to bug me
Girl, you know I love it when you hug me
You the right one, and I'm lucky
(Aye)
Relationships get a little fucky
Goin' down the road, it

Girl, you gotta, yeah
Girl, you gotta
Girl, you gotta slow it down
'Cause I think I'm burnin' out
You don't really know how I feel
Know how I'm

Backstreets creepin' slow, I'm juggin' right by Taz

He tried to text me for them bows, that mean his ass is grass
Some type way I get in my mode soon as I pop

the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground
Ground
Ground
Ok
Wait, I said slow it down and
Wait, chill it out and
Wait, I be

Cold bitch

You ain't about that life so pipe down
cll that rara shit shows yous'a clown 
Red nose, Rudolph, I'm the talk of the town
Say it loud, fist

Monday through Sunday yea I'm goin crazy
Tell you pussy niggas you cannot phase me
She a demon oh she never been lazy
Get on top and havin me

And made modest
Goin round in circles
Like this table
But this council has degreed
You will not live
To tell your fables
They'll remember how you scream

Get

working just to catch me 
While I just got to sleep
Just stopped by to say Hi
I don't want your lady
She be calling on my phone
Yet I'm the one that's crazy

time to get paid
Bitch, get out my way You goin' too slow, won't you get out the lane?
Bitch, get out my face I just wanna fuck, I don't want you to stay

real slow
These niggas be broke, they ain't gettin' no cho

Slide on the opps, I let the fire blow
Fire, fire, fire, dead on the floor
Walk in the back

to go
Wanna travel the world, You already know
In that Porsche goin fast, I cannot go slow
Cause I came from the bottom, Yeah down below
Man I'm gone, In

livin' life in a fast lane, I need to slow my roll
I've been talkin' to my demons, I know my time ain't comin' close

But lately, been in my bag, no, this

who you loving now
The thoughts that make me sick,
Are the one that make you laugh out loud, so
Chew me up, Spit me out
Build me up, Let me down
With

like a sinus, a Christian, a saint
Blessed by The Most High
Who give and Who take
And I know this, I bow down and
Give Him some thanks
I'm a sinner, He

sword when knights War.. Official Tissue, You don't gotta see Me as OG but this OG Talk though lil Homie.. Opponents you kiddin Me, I will Break you down

Big racks in the bank
Bag it up
Big house by the lake
Add it up
Get it now I never wait
Bag it up
This is how you get paid
Bag it up
Bag it up
Bag it

Keep the dough stacking up
You're goin' down the gutter
Another one bites the dust
Made it as a single mother
Mother you'd like to fuck
You better not

now I'm addicted to things that bring nothin but pain 
And my kidneys been screamin out "Slow down man you need to quit it"
I ain't listen before now I

on my last flip
Thousand pills, strapped with a 30
30's on me, too slow, I'm allowed to feel

By the time, fuck you, I'ma grind forever
Got this from

it won't matter
Told you to slow down you went faster
Yo actions told me who yo master bastard
(Why you do that bro stop playin)
It go oochie wally

on the phone
Left hand on the wheel go
Right hand on her head woah
Up n down while she stroke it slow
She ain't stopping till we make it home
Yea speed bumps