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hands
Damn, what are you gunna do after we? 
Dance all night have a party at the bay
You look fine, you've been working on your way
This the shit that's

to my 9 to 5
Mention money I'm down to ride 
You mess with my team and we bound to slide

Member times I was ugly and broken and bummy swear you wasn't by

the drug squad coming 
Keep gunnin..

Ay 
Yo my brethren locked up in the hill guzman 
Three meals a day and not no damn luncheon 
By five o'clock he seeing

What if all is just a juggle?
What if nothing's for real?
Do you really said
"That's all what you can get
There's nothing right after death"?
What if

blow fish with me
Know what I mean, I picked up, You know she had a few grams on her and what not
Man I just came from copping and, it was serious out

to
Forget your face
God help me forget that face

She was newly gone
I hadn't moved on before you latched
By my side

Time stood still that night
And I still

of you. So I just keep smoking woods cause there's better to do.

Look at the pot calling the kettle, blackout drunk after midnight. I wish you could hang

to the moon)
Up there by myself nobody else it’s just me tho
Temporary time I need relief from the people
I would take you with but I’m needing my freedom
It’s

ya
Leave me like the last

Do you wanna be the one or not
I could play it cool we could make it hot
Even look good way you taking off your socks
I

writing im Pointing at y'all
Standing next to you looking like 40 feet tall, look at the confidence fall
Out Of writing rooms the gamma rays exploiting em

and someone takes you back
When love fades away after the work then what’s the point
You might as well hold on, break out a match and light the joint
When will

where the ceilings be
Tryna stay spiritually inclined that's where healings be
And even after all my logic and my theory
I add a mutha fucka so you

stops and stares
And probably soon you'll find yourself tryna get to know her

She kind of looks like a girl you'd meet at church on Sunday, but she's not

Showing identity 
By looking identical
Change is the enemy
Make it a felony
Millions of murderers killing time
Live with no purpose not feeling fine

down the street wit a 20 G stack
Shorty pagin me sayin "Zino where u at?"
look up in the mirror 5-0 by my back its(uh oh)
pull up in the spot smokin in

dungeon for winter I have decorated walls
Befall willingly to the treacherous gargoyle
And maybe I’ll give you a proper burial by soil
As I sit on my human

sings
Feeling a little horny
Will someone fix me a drink?!?!
in my dream... she broke in...
just by using... a hairpin...
Fixing the pedal
While i look

don't worry
Look outside the ride and everything will be blurry
All of my friends are moving by feet
But you'll see me driving in my celica up in

kidsaAnd I was useless
But that was bullshit, I knew I could do shit
I never understood them, shit that was confusing
When you're pushed into a corner

Oh no it looks like it happened to me again
I embarrassed myself at the bar in front of my friends
Now they're calling me tell 'em I'll be fine by

week
I get geeked off my inner peace
You remember me
I’m a king
Got to get the cream
After make her cream
Make her shake and scream
I ain’t even give

Listen to the man while you sippin' the moet 
This is a cold pressed poet 
In other words This is 100% percent served 
After hors d'oeuvres 
We

treadmill maybe I'm too nice (Nah)
Treadmill, treadmill  save before I die 
Alright 

You don't really realize that most of the world looks in the mirror

Can't tell the difference between night time and early morning 
I was working, whole day passed by without me knowing 

Im barely rested 
I've won