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flagship when you last to it ain't your last party
Fuck boy my bags heavy on wax
Can't back peddle
Can't rap with me
I done dropped fifty on the last pack

think I have a crush on you
Can’t hide it all beneath me
You drive me insane ain’t anybody tryna please me
But you
I’ve never come across someone that I

walking through rain by myself and I thought I couldn't take it
Grandma told me I'm a soldier
And as I grew older, I see all the shit she was saying
I done

a pimp
Jacket on my body know it got the chimp
I feel like Jace got my stick with me
Up in traffic know it stick with me
Look at my wrist it's a light 50

broken
Bring back what was stolen
for this promise was spoken by God
His name is Yahweh
Yahweh
Yahweh
His name is Yahweh
Yahweh
Yaweh

I think it is rare

float along
We don't envy them
I was raised by go getters
Pops lived in his whip
Then got it out the trunk
Bitch I know no limits
We don't do no gimmicks

The willows turn to blood might of worked
Sip a little, litter it, love it
Without big beetles trying to sell him
Sunflower seeds by the bucket might of
Tugboat

bosses ion talk about it
Cash rules everything around me
Mad profit
Remember threelinesfaded
50k on SoundCloud it's called threelinesfaded
Addiction to da

up to a meet and a lambo, leave by yourself
Real talk though, that's not impressive
Better have skills, better have a profession
For me, it's time

of Four
Limbes when it's hot or cold
Says you a king don't mess with hoes
Rest in peace my brother Seiko
I still ain't grieve I just lay low
Devil horns

know better then do better, it’s simple.
Control the mind control the masses, so they aiming at our mental.
This generation is different, we got choices,

a triple
To sip on some ripple, spit a flow, it's so simple
Tongue on the nipple of tonight's chosen nympho
So round and round and round we go
Next stop,

my mental
You don't know what I been through
The shit aint that simple
I'm trying to do better, storm through the weather
I promise its light

What the fuck is a guitarist if he isn't in a band?
It's simple, he's just a man
Playing instruments with his two hands
Wondering where the fuck his

Ain't a cop but I'll beat it like Baton

She want a family tree
I'll fall like pecans

Dash in the Civic fuck a Hurrican

All them cops roll out we

I see a fuckin hustler with million dollar plans
I took it up with God and put my brothers on my hands
Now I'm guided by the realest, so you're fuckin

a mafucker life
Some insight to you simple-minded peons
Who get rich, but ain't reachin' backwards
Goin' beyond
I'ma do so much shit for my people that
My

A test I'm assuming well if it is
I think I'm losing Momentum
Why don't I keep it simple
I've been doubling back to my ways Away from temple I get tempted

will follow our same path
Fuck that
No one can impose you a thought
Build it by yourself and stand by it when times get tough
Know it's value

hours
Is what they say it takes to win.
cnd I had put that in I'm barely seeing results
They say they like my music
But they never repost
But I ain't

feel this, when can I meet your father and mother
That's okay we ain't gotta rush it let't just enjoy this
Never felt like this before, guess this is

that pussy wetter
Ride it pedals
Roses by the pedals
Rock out heavy metal

Leaf no rellos
Back to back we smoking
Talk to instrumentals
Dog no kennel

Left with no trust for the mandem i got no cap
My killys ain’t tight yuh nuh
I lookout the window and check err’night my darg might squeeze dat ting

condition that I got
Makes me continue
Thinking about all of the things
cnd the shit that I've been through
It should be so simple
To live at the top