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4:20 I’m in court
But I’m still gonna smoke afterwards
To win a cannabis award
Celebrate that I’m free praise the lord
4:20 I’m in court
But I’m

your Fire from on high
Purify, Sanctify and Ignite 

Take me from the Outer Courts
Into the Inner Courts 
Take me beyond the Veil 
Lord I want to see

J't'aime tout court
Sans beaucoup ni vraiment
Sans faire peur ni semblant
Sans condition ni règle
J't'aime tout court
Sans peut-être ni seulement

inspired on the daily dawg
Show up everyday it's yo daily job
Hop state to state from like may to fall
Don't step on the court I was made to ball
Train

part has a theme song 
Every turn is a win
They say we can't go outside because nobody has any skin

We know the smoking court is made of squares
We know

The game is rigged
Not by mistake but by design

Barbed wire tennis court
Barbed wire tennis court
Barbed wire tennis court
Barbed wire tennis court

Put my

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Dumb
Clutch shot, Buzza Beata
In da game on fire like a stolen heater
Clock winding, full court pressure
I flex all nets, Get up on my

1, 2, show 'em the door show em show 'em what's in store
Roar on the court soar higher on the scoreboard
Show 'em the door, show 'em show em what's

Day late and a dollar short
Wasn't with me inside the court
Day late and a dollar short
Never with me inside that court
Day late and a dollar short

cause now we got 15 uh
15 body's we been scoring on they court yeah
We like lions we been roaring on they court yeah
Them shots been flying they been

Baars, Maars
Aye

I've been catching court cases
I don't got no friends
Got no bros
Niggas changing faces
Talk about me on my back
What you do best

des miracles?            Is no guarantee that the court of miracles? 
 Il ya là des bandits des pauvres et des maudits            There are bandits

une coupe plus tendance ?

Quand c'est court, c'est plus classe
C'est plus glamour devant la glace
Quand c'est court, c'est plus classe
C'est plus

Mes nuits blanches en couleurs 

On court, on court les longitudes

Les jours et les kilomètres de solitude 

Mauvais funambules tombés des parallèles

They don't understand me They don't understand stand me
Had to finish plan A had to move to plan B
We be sitting court-side we was in the nose bleeds

Go, go
When we come into the courts of His kingdom
Dancing for the king of kings and we feel it
Up up up up, no ceiling
When we jump into the courts

ulwa ngemikhonto
Isginqi sakhe senza umtwana agibele imoto
Bheka manje sphula umthetho but we dont go to court though
Tex no scooby labafana I combo

Balenciaga sneaks
You know you see me, money tall just like O'Neal
My diamonds dancing on the court and in the field

You know you see me, I be ballin' like

a game
What you think it's game
You got players court side
We got players on the court
We not thinking the same
I just be shooting my shot
They be thinking

Gotta go to court tomorrow Fuck it
Blew a stack at the mall, Fuck it
I was supposed to play basketball, Fuck it
My bitch was cheatin after all, Fuck

Yea yea, yea
Yea yea, yea
Look
I need the, I need the
Full court, full court press
Niggas don’t want no stress
They on that x
Full court, full court

Dribbling down the court
Call me Caruso
Dribbling down the court
Call me Caruso
Dribbling down the court, call me Caruso
Aggie to LA, now play with

pas où il va
Le chien urbain. Le chien urbain
Le chien urbain. Le chien urbain
Et maintenant il court, il court dans un dernier souffle
Cherchant

Tyme Da Bomb (Yea yea)
7th Court
Long Road (Its been a It's been a)
This for them souljas (A long road)
This for them souljas (A long road)
7th Court