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breath, i lit a doobie
Do you wanna get intense, let's take some Lucy
Junkie on the beat
You don't want it with me
White boy that was raised by the streets
Ha! Yo!
Man hol' up (Ayyy!)
My car went from ice cream paint to fruit roll up. (Yaa!)
They hatin' on me, So what!? (So what!)
The game I'm 'bout
it out there off the muscle
I don't wanna be your friend
And I don't trust you (Ay ay)
One thing I hate about a sucker
They always end up offended by
for like all year long
And I've been waiting for a while just to show him this song
He goes (Ay, ay)
Now let me rap it out
If you end up hating it, then
brother's name
I'm a change the way I live my life dedicate this to Richard Kyte
A wild boy at heart that never gave up on a fight
A wild boy that passed
Ay
Don’t let nobody touch yo body
Ay Cause it’s not theres
Ay I really need you by my side
Ay but you not here
Ay Take ah Look up in the skyyyyy
Ay I’m
around, and I couldn't believe this
I swear, I stared, my niece my witness
The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda, uh
Wicked, wicked (ooh) had
tell by gloves
And now we gotta spark it up like a welder does
Yeah I'm workin'
Without a warrant you ain't searching
Catch me under waves on the floor
blunts and
Congo drumming, counting stacks by the hundreds
Doobie's coming, so don't act stubborn
Girls by the dozen get the toast uncut

Senorita,
Uh-huh, okay, murder!

Wake up in the morning, hit the porch and puff a doobie
Wake and baking got me coughing up a lugie
Make a quick by most
Uh-huh, okay, murder!

Wake up in the morning, hit the porch and puff a doobie
Wake and baking got me coughing up a lugie
Make a quick by most
it?
Oh no, man
I'm cueing up the fourth album now, his final one

One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four, listen
Look into my eyes
Tell me
the pussy pink

Smoking on a doobie (yeah)
I fucked on your girl's booty (ay)
Is your girl a snack?
Because I eat it like I'm Scooby (what)
Racks in my pants
takin' numbers
Yuh yuh
Ay ay

Yuh, this one for the summer
This one for my brothers this one for the come up
I want it to run up
I won when I run up
I'm
and my brother a nine
Business is booming everyhing is cool
I pull about a g a week, fuck school
A year passed by and I began to grow
Not in height but
I've been saying I'm the greatest while low-key hanging it up
Can't tell if it's depression or me just not giving a fuck
Album's been done for a year
Turn the music up turn the lights down I'm in my zone

Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
The world'll feel
Turn the music up turn the lights down I'm in my zone

Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
The world'll feel
it by any means 
I gotta get it by any means
Don't blow my high when I'm on a tree
Up every night so I'm losing sleep

Sweetest sixteens like it's MTV
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
or ours
It is always cool
You're a fool
If you don't play by the rules
Yer gonna be seeing stars
If you drain our swimming pool
Ay, get out my ship
All
and the baddest
Hah hah check it out

The rugged 'Rican puts five
To your blunts and
Congo drummin, countin stacks by the hundreds
Doobie's comin, so don't act
I'm livin' with no regrets
You livin' with loaded stress
That's why you load the tec
But you still on the bench
Get up the shoulder press
Roll up
furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you
Sure the thought can occur to you
My next album

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