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Trips out seas for please or no reason
I get paid with ease like I'm breathing
Rest my head for tours in four seasons
Stacks on stacks of cash I'm big

love me in spite of their niggas
He claiming it's beef, I got time today nigga
Run up it's on sight just like Tom & J nigga
Air that shit out it's

durag)
Peeping tom pointing like who's that? (who's that?)
But showing me teeth give me two daps (two daps)
What is this mess? I cannot breathe
Officer

what the deal is man
Stay positive, fasho fasho


Part 2

You was a blessing from Heaven gates
Never be impress by little change
Thankful for everyday

cause God's the one who's punching clocks 

Y'all just put the time in 

Verse 2 - Stylus
These ghastly folks in-trapped by the ghost who roll for Satan

Hot boy, hot boy, hot hot
Who gon' stop me
Got a couple shooters in the backseat
When my opps link up, it's a track meet
80 on the dash, can't get

training still can't throw a one two
Check your girl cause she be all in my news Turn up the mic when i go step in the studio Book me a flight while i be out

league

You D-league, boy you terrible
Like delinquents, so sorry peeping' tom
Yo ya'll some hot tamales But I'ma need to see some
ID's before I let you

for me
And I'm smart as Ivy league
You D-league boy
You terrible like delinquents
So sorry peeping tom
Yo y'all some hot tamales
But I'ma need to see

Yeah I'm ready

Oh yeah

It's leaping season

Man I'm either too fucking busy
Or too busy fucking
Every day I'm taking over
A new city stuntin'
Go

Coded Language

Krust

Coded Language

1999

Whereas, breakbeats have been the missing link connecting the diasporic
community to its drum woven past
 Whereas  the quantised drum has allowed

in regards to my whereabouts
I lied by saying I took a shift
I hung up and two homies enter the car
We hounding at foes who would walk to the park

one chain
Line, who? You gotta be insane
EK dissin' but I know the real him
Me and Mally two deep, that boy coppin' it
Yeah, you lucky I ain’t let bro

take a walk down the street fake niggas say hi
I don't care if they don't like me, well neither do I
I can't deny, I'm thrilled by the niggas who die

wearing no shirt
I think I see my next girl in the parking lot
You little dogs dont bite, you just bark a lot
I need to take two spaces when I park the drop

perfect on portrait (yeah)
Spread the pussy no forceps (ugh)
Do the math, two twins
Now divide it by four legs (woo)
Pounds (pounds) she love
To smoke

This is this is this is this is
I'm just happy to be here you know
Early
One and then the Two
Heavy on it
Two and then the Three
It's Prescobar

My thang When I do My thang.. Took a few Ls lost Ms, Ceasers Language, this the Season I Vanquish cll Buried Bredren Verily Everything Curry,

out who am I 
racking up Ls playing Tetris 2 or 
3 leases on life by the metrics 
stuck in one spot 
had to watch where you step bitch 
still in all

Good times, good vibes with the crew we 2 Live
In the night we got drinks and the smoke, good vibes
Working all month just to live it up
So best

lookin star studded, I'm Milky Way with the cheddar 
I'm gettin head from consuela, then I'm bussin like Beretta

(Hook x2) 
Top shelf, big screens, iron

Ima hit em with the one two
What you doing homie your a problem that I probably finna come to
So can you tell me what you gon do I can show you

thots they comin' in two)
(Be by myself I be shoppin' in SOHO)
(B****** be textin' they blowin' my mojo)
(N***** be cappin' ain't never on no go)
(I tell

It's Kilo
Chi-Whi
Chat to me like Tom Hagen
Came fresh like a fragance
Spark you out just like raiden
Get washed away down the basin
Dote ask what