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for rainy weather 
Leathers more sustainable then pleather
I’ve got fur not feathers 
Love me some cheddar 
When it comes to cheese cover me in

mine
I ain’t gotta prove nothing you can think that I’m lying
Do sum to me imma get you just a matter of time
I’m not the type to make a scene I see you

(ah)
Won't let you test mine, plenty times had to stretch dimes (ah)
Stretch pennies, distorted by the harder way, shit done led me to murder
I make

for
I got my reasons
Tell how you feeling by the way your heart is beating
And I can tell that you hot the way you breathing
One time, two times
Now you

Terroristic track, while you sniffing 5ths of crack
Extort, move and deport straight into forts
While getting more plaques
So smite the record while

and there aint no doubt about it. And ill say it one more time baby doll you got it.

ChOrUsx2

~verse 3~
Baby i love you and i place no one above you. Every

I'mma run this track cause I grew up in Kenya
Vivid memories glow inside of me like embers
That beautiful country influenced me more than anything

3rd Coast

Z-Ro

Vs. The World

2000

Yeah, sup Ro, sup Grace, this your boy Den Den
To jump on this track with you boys, knowI'mtalkingbout
It's all about the third baby, third coast,

down as bad as going up in a Boeing
I wouldn't be surprised if the flight didn't survive
The first track of tarmac
Check the farmer's almanac
Cause this

less
Kill him on the track, got mad, you didn’t die? damn Chad
I’ll let you win the battle, but I’ll always win the war
Like them crazy rich asians, in

while you waste time
I climb high while you just whine
I mine more than Pewdiepie
But you died to a baby slime
I drop a banger then a ballad
When I'm done

time by chasing hoes
All the thing you didn't know
Babygirl don't think you grown
Tell me who was on your phone
You're hiding all these names
Yeah it's

to the CRISIS Team im pissed no that shit isnt right B you get your ex locked up cause apparantly you get more money if its just a bitch and a baby babysitting

take a puff and then I make a
Track that'll put us on the map like Jamaica
Time to rip this beat apart, steady stance, my feet apart
Peter Parker of this

in a Honda , he left in a hurst

I got them ones ima fuck up the club
Rich nigga don't step on my rug
I don't sell no more but I'm still the plug
By

weed
I know this is why she wanna hang with the gang
But baby you pull up, just bring your own weed
If she fuck with the gang, she come gonna back for

You gotta feel me on this one right here
Yeah yeah
One time for ya, for ya mind for ya

I Feel like Jay Gatsby, tired of these parties
I just need

frightens me aw shit,
Back to the future I'm doc brown
But the car sound like a Rottweil imma be
Parked out by my yatch little after dark out
Baby making

no that shit isnt right B you get your ex locked up cause apparantly you get more money if its just a bitch and a baby babysitting the babies whilst

up for grabs, this ain't up for grabs
This is not for you, I've been pullin' thru
All the things got me losing track of time so
Tell em' who I am

shine
Forget them excuses I ran from mine
Never looked back by switch is stuck on grind
Full time hustle 365,  twenty four seven  or twenty five eight
You

for mine nothing less
Gotta Grind losing track of time
Fuck it give me my check (yeehaw)
Dip and duck I can fuck yo bitch and move right the next
But I

or post.
Concerned with the queso, da dip, and chips.
I'm cooler than ranch.
Tarzan,
Baby been all on my branch.
She trying to figure out who else been

make a sound
Damn
Gotta go crazy
This one for Kym
Im stilll ya lil baby
Even though
Ina streets
I am a boss
Wanna stay when I win
How about when I lost