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Riding 'till the sun
Sets down
Fucking fly
Bitches wearing black
This shit is not doing
Me right
I got these butterflies on me
I got these butterflies

of bullshit lies
Beat me down 'til both my eyes are
Black and blue
Laugh at you while you fall
Made me feel like all of life inside
Take the voice and silence

my opposition 
Just by me still 
Living with black on the 
Back of my hand 
Cops leaving my people
Dead in he streets I can't 
See as defeat cuz we

sippin' on Ciroc
That's young boss

Pour the drink
That's Hennessy
Live by the sea
Oh no woah
Don't smoke no tree
But brodie
Is in the back
With broccoli
So

It's so toxic but the truth is that
I am just like everybody else
The star lit night shines light into infinite
A universe so grandiose its unaffected by

That's how I know I made it
Right now, I'm just solo
Doing this by myself
Doing these live shows
Getting famous with the bros
Will I be famous? I don't

shoes
For us theres no rules, if we could, which ones would you choose
We end up confused, shedding red, get shot by blues
Get called dogs, no mans best

your hand through the fire
Your lungs black from the fumes
Every day you search for a reason
And yet still scoff at the truth
The only way to live is

the monotony

Two black and blue eyes should tell you that I've been shown the way more than once
Why don't  we learn from our mistakes
Turn your head and hide

You live by the rules 
But I choose what I wanna choose 
Sometimes sometimes 
Know I'm young but never call me baby
Put me in a box an I'ma break free

Play On

Kottonmouth Kings

Royal Highness

1998

the smell
An everyday thing that I live to tell
Pulled out my Black Flys, covered up my red eyes
If that copper pulls me over well its lies, lies, lies
Dirty

ghetto stories by Boosie?
I can't save a bitch I'm knowing how these bitches can get choosey
I'ma two step watch me dip I do my shit I get real groovy
It

had to hit the lick

How you think I got all this shit? No, I ain't selling bricks
Don't fuck with the shit
We in all black attire, niggas scared I'm

blow or not
You gon' come to the show or not
Why you postin' that chain? I know you got
He tryna crash out by the hoe or thot
She do dicks for a living,

fly by when I'm lookin' at the screen
Blue light filter, but my eyes seein' that green
Gettin' a little envious of all these young teens
Makin' songs

on the concrete I leave that shit runny
Time goes by like way to fast
Instagram
Picture perfect
What's my plan
My motivation not at play
Scratch that it's just

I used to love the color red
Monsters they lived under my bed
Then I grew up now I wear all black
Monsters live inside my head
Yeah they say I should

all black, crying over my box

Sharp pain in her breast Barely talkin' hair greyin over stress
My lil boy front row with his tux on, too young to Show

Before you run, better make sure you choose
How I did all that dissin', I look at it blue
I do not be on the block with them goons
So I keep this spread

Takes a certain sheep to get the woolly black spool
You can ram some words in a stanza to make a profit
But ewe or ram on altar is needed to make

Long hair, ass phat, skin tone like abu. 
Catching us throwing up the deuce in a blue black coupe.

you get to me starts the rest of our lives
Well, I'm here in Daytona Beach, the home of speed
And I wish you could drive that fast to me
I keep thinkin'

I’ve been going through an 
Existential crisis while fighting vices 
To see more than the black and white
I’ve been fighting with my therapist 
Cause

In between the lines that make the stories of our lives
cnd soaked into the fibers of each page
cre colorful arrangements to enrich the black