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ride of all the rage
No debate
Lost my taste for writing, lately I just roll up any page
Swear I'm late
The way I cross 7 seas often I don't even know

My car goes Chicago
Every weekend to pick up some cargo
I think I know the bloody way by now, Frankie
And turn the goddamn radio down, thank you

multiplied,
Whichever way you see it, death was cheated and I don't know why,
Blessed that I'm still breathin, guess the reason that I'm still alive,

Live

A shark under water
I take what I wanna
You better pull up with a harpoon
Young king
Imma lead the way
Trynna get the bag for my people
The strong

goes overheads like blimps with ads to offer
We past the puffers, shit I seen get cold than Colorado winters
Here's the kicker, way I act, you'd

God reign
Father God, reign
No longer a slave changed my way's, so it's the only name I sang to
And it's holy, so holy
Devil trying to block my praise,

They gave him his orders
At Monroe, Virginia
Sayin' "Steve, you're way behind time
This is not '38, but its old '97
You must put her into Spencer

to roll blunts, I used to smoke for months (you)
But now I'm done (you)
It's time to find other ways to have fun (you)
As time would pass, I used to lay my

Summertime
A moonlit vice
Keeping me at bay
Dust rolls in
A tumbleweed
Six shooter by my waist
There's no need
For words out here
There's nothing

I been on point from way back when 
Form is immaculate save the ten 
N.L.E pro clubs save that Ten 
Banging in goals like Wayne back den
See me in

from a nice rip
Reduce wideness of eyelids
Stay quiet about the fine print
Like shhh, we can't let those custos know
That the stuff they chose is so

told on
I'm a big-timer, everybody get they roll on

I'm pluggin' up the blender, my uncle turnin' the stove on
My dad said, fuck him, make better

of mics drop the the floor I’m kicking positive cancel the tour

Beauty and awake to appreciate such forever reaching far thinking far yes we must and if by

Roll the windows down
Crank the music up
Ridin' countryside
Your hand in mine

Thanks for bein' you
Love the things you do
Let's take the long way home,

want 'em. They kinda nasty
Pour me up, and take 'way like all of this agony please, girl don't you dare show me up
Because I know things change and are

I've been thinking about you lately
Baby girl is kinda crazy
Mainly, I've been thinking a lot. I want you by my side daily
She follow me back

a f**k booty very soft I like the way she rock and roll like a pro
Shorty carry on bend low take control yeah that's what i like
I never gonna lie about it

conception, would have been too great
Jimmy Carter should have worked harder
That's why he ain't get the vote from my grandfather
Your cowardice is way too

did you tell me you would go away?
But we’ve never head, never ever stayed
Never looked down that way
So I see you coming around once again
And here

There's a route for the thinker, to make a way
Leavin' thoughts spreadin' outward, in a sacred place
Never thought a nigga had it, but they made

ashy
Bet not ask me if I miss you
I don't, bitch, quit askin'

This PS3 sit right by me on the couch, I'm
playin' transit
I miss how it was games

till the diamonds shinin' crystal clear
Need the fat sacks, money bags, weigh em by the pound
Can't be trippin' bout these bitches, I just roll me up

tongue
For mama miss her son
Say that I'm stuck in my ways
All I know is how to get paid
Stack up day by day
Dolla
Dolla
Dolla
Drug money no Rico
Real g,

Never know when you're in for a fight

Counting down the years left for my life
Traumatized by decay
Move the right way
See inside mind
Third eye open
Had