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for neighborhood
Holla at the PYTs, godamn you're a ten
Crusin' down Beach Blvd, passing by Knotts Berry Farm
Buena Park, Santa Ana
Garden Grove,

the sleeveless thinkin' that he look like Rambo
Making jokes and laughing by himself like he do stand up
Walkin with them shoulders waving, sea's about to crash

cuz I'm always gassing it
Bitch I'm always spazzing bitch
I'm too a bag cashing shit
I'm just rolling off an x I might crash in this whip

Got me

this ability
God-given, ambition, exhibited to the third degree
Under the stars, I hope I crash as I drive
Well tonight I'll be there at nine, I leave

the streets and started jacking
The court trying to give em forty-four, Justin Jackson
Eyes blackened, heart getting colder by the weeks
Getting quiet, these

rewind that make that make sense 
Make you crash your car still not make a hit 
I could fall off and still make my rent 
Step in that bitch spark my

all my custos coming back
I smoke indoe with indigo hell nah nigga we can't pass
Bad booty bitch shaking her ass
Like Uncle Sam I'm gone tax
Ride by I'm

I'ma hound dog nigga Elvis Presley
I punk out niggas that be moving zesty
Niggas wun' copy nigga gotta guess me
I'm selling perc's by the pound don't

listened to distant laughter, smiled, and calmly died on the floor swallowed By  doom

Sometimes you think you gotta let go
Sometimes you try to forget

Can you find the beat, can you find the beat? (Personally knew a werewolf)
Doing X's, doing O's like a worksheet
Can't never trust that bitch that

just by the way that she did me, I think that I hate her (Hate her)
Yea, and she went to the side of the opps, know they gon take her (Woa-oa-oah)
They

better like the rapture
Please make it so
Get rid of foes by making peace
Maybe find out what love means
I guess I got a couple clues
But that shit hurt

leaking 
AHHH

Hook:
Too fast, 
250 on the dash 
Nd I know we gonna make it 
Buh I pray we don’t crash 
Have a blast 
Feeling drowsy 
Mix my soda with

by my lonely niggas don’t know me 
Felt like I couldn’t trust no one 
I was like ten down back then, I woulda robbed you like Sosa 
Bottle popping

pick up the pen and kick procrastination
With this pen Ima crash the nation
It's cras but it's my expectation
Then when you here this you think he's got

on the pavement
Been recovering subconsciously still
From a crash I made it
Out of a t-bone
Car flipped four times
With smoke backseat gone
Thank my angels that
I'm

daytime
In the back of my mind, it wasn't fine
Petrified by this design, need realign
I put my cards on table and roll sevens every time
Don't you have some

times ten now I am at the brink
Of collapsing from exhaustion I think
Six days have gone by but for me just a blank
So put me in a deep freeze
Lock me up

shit, you know I had to get back
You know I had to get racks
Ten toes on his ass
Hellcat moves fast
Pushing that bitch and I hope I don't crash
Where ever

a Wolf, and that's my fursona
From one to ten - I am October
Never gassing up, Im not a can of soda
Barely open up, I Might just crash the folder
So it is

Gimme da loot
Stick'em up
Stick'em up

Swerve the handle
'Til you burn and crash
Yeah they on your ass
Running from the past

You better keep on running

you criminals ten at a time
My family name is still on the line
Raiding all day right into the night
Get out of the rain, set up a fire
Doing whatever I

And now I'm high, till I die
I'll hit the blunt last breath and I'm
Draped in Gucci on my deathbed
Got like 10 chains on my deathbed
Got some nights

Christ's by the throne and they've known that he's waiting
That's why they sent corona cuz they trying to crash the nation
Empower the ten horns cuz they