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I'm at Greenlawn with no intent to do harm
I brought 2 bottles of Boones Farm
And that's 2 for you and none for me
I dug all night just to keep you

And that's where I am
Am I like Nebuchadnezzar, raising structures from the sand
And yet I've stared down my doubts, and I've scribbled them out
What a fool

Unleaded In Ya Whip
I Put Unleaded In My Lungs
I Buy My Petro From A Farm
A Nigga Tryna Buy His Own
Between The Taxes And The Permits
I Need To Drop A Couple

Half past winter down on Johnson's farm
A good ol' recipe for trouble
Hired hand's workin' back in the barn
'Long ol' plowman's wife
He was young,

yeah yeah!
Yeah I’m going hard
Do this for my momma
Commas after commas
Farm got llamas
More than forty acres (YEAH!)

Yeah I flipped the script
Goddess

dug
Great flood came along so I got it out the mud
Trying to hide a bruised ego claim I'm a superhero
But at the end of the day I'm just an ordinary

And a good heart
Never had shit
Never got a head start
But it’s all bless
All cool
All calm
Cooking up heat
At the beat farm
Drink every night just to pass

wit me or against me aint no in between
When I cut the head off of a snake I say rest in peace

Gucci bag heavy bout to buss up out the seams
Even

mission 


I gotta get it for Lyrik
I can not go out bad bout a hoe
I got people who look up to me
I’m handsome but shit can get ugly


Nigga I got me some

got figures and my bitch got figure
I ain’t mean to take you out the picture, but yo bitch wanna fuck with a nigga who balls
Know their intentions I

I don’t do buddies

Niggas will hate when ya neck on slushy

 Ice like Huskies 

Got it out the muddy

Boy never rusty

Passport tatted / got work

inside each spot
She asked me who be cut in yo hair
I told that bitch G Dot
Pussy nigga shot me
Ain’t do nothing but
Bring the beast out
You think I’m

I've been going bald from the hard hat
Fuckin' mediocre pay taxing when the card taps
Diggin' ditches with my farm tan
There's gotta be more to life
Work

want y’all to know I see the fakeness in y’all 

Including family 

And that’s fucked up

For real 


Had to find out how to get it on my own 

Working

it hurts so much
Hush hush baby, it's just a little touch
Grandpa said as she held me in his arms
And told me stories about some magical farms

Grandpa

hardly even notice me
Life is not hard getting high from pot farms
That's northern California for you
I'm a rockstar
Not the kind bumming change on Upper

And my father the youngest
Looked after the farm
When a phone call from America
Said 'Send the lad over'
Well the old fella said
'It wouldn't do any harm'

(nothin')
Clip-clip, reload (yeah)
Trap-trap, I'ma go and get me a kilo

My partner made a bar with
A syringe in his arm (ay)
But now he got a farm and a Benz

weed the bomb,

Head to Cali just to see the farm,

She said it’s bad for me, but I don’t see the harm,

Roll a jet, take flight, nigga we be gone,

I’m

AND I SLAPP

AYE

LOOK IS SUMTHIN I BEEN MEANING

TO TELL YOU. BUT I CANT THINK OF 

THE WORDS TO GET IT OUT.

CHECK. KEEP ME WARM

I WANNA COME

cherishing the day 
I’m Planning out my next moves floating on this plane. 

Hook
I just wanna ball with my niggaz  
Making million dollar deals spend it all

Hey! Get your hand off that alarm or I'm choppin' off an arm and feedin' it to piggies at the nearest farm
Stay down, don't be a hero be a clown

I walked down on the farm to see what’s going on
Cause the man back in town says the food’s no good any more
I walked out on the land saw a very

a farmer with no land to farm?
Is freedom a fisher with no river to fish?
Is freedom a worker with no place to work?"
Yet they said, "Freedom is at hand."