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I go to see my Pearly Blue


Before you hear that rooster crow
You'll see me headed down the road

Now old man Flatt he owned the farm
From the hog

bitches, go super hard
Maybach, layed back
Looking like a super star
Diamonds on my neck
Shining on em like a shooting star
30 in the clip it's got me

like no deeper underlying shit

At a live performance

I performed this shit in my bedroom
So this shit's personal when
I'm just in my room dancin'
Alone

banker sees me countin'
Put my nose outta reach of white powder
Back in the studio, keep grinding yaaaaaaaa

Call out its name, Jumanji
Call out its name,

A$AP Forever

Moby

A$AP Forever

2018

with me, you go blind"
She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde
Convincin' my bitch to go blonde
Was born in the dark, I can't even open

might just dig up your grave Step in the pit with the king City of dreams, city of gang
gang, gang, gang, gang
City of dreams, live in your
Grave, grave,

With NASA painting globes
My work was published “globally”
In every magazine
To fool the people of where we live
A truly evil scheme
See we don't live

to the rhythm i roll
Little biddy wanna smash so i give her my phone tell her "Fuck it up!"
Fuck it up, fuck it up yeah 
If she lets me enter my zone imma run

All this shit I rap in this studio 
I live this shit no Cap
Yea I gotta degree but I be in these streets selling gas by the pound and I Rap 
Fuck

flippin shit
Long live the bros
Im missin them
Gang
Gotta bring it home
Boys on my ass
But a nigga gone
She wanna fuck
To one of my songs
223s split a nigga

gwan?)
Get prepared and ready (dun know)
Niggas lippy in London city
What you know about Chippy? (Munk)
My manager tells me limit my access
Move more

ey ya eyense 
Anybody test yours pop his wig 
That's what the kids say In des schools  nowadays 

More body's drop in a high schools
Then  by gang gang

how
To go visit die by respect give ah
Fuck how you livin only the gang
No new niggas wit you know how
To keep it real huh gang
Gang gang gang yeen

fly, bitch I'm stuck in overdrive
Trick or treat, live or die? Let my bro decide
All this trapping in my Jesus piece like show you right

L-A-T
Moms

Down the Road

The Bluegrass Album Band

The Bluegrass Compact Disc, Vol. 2

1987

and Sunday too
I go to see my Pearly Blue
Before you hear that rooster crow
You'll see me headed down the road

Now old man Flatt he owned the farm
From

love my homies (love)
나를 위해서 죽을 수 있다고 해도 난 말 안 해 show me
나 위해서 누구를 죽일 수 있다고 해도 do it by my lonely (solo)
총을 보여줘도 그 마음을 좋은 데 쓰라고 말하지
I'm the young OG,

so
I like to think that I chose rap but I feel like I'm the one rap chose
Your girl say that she me heavy 'cause I live my life by those gang codes

cool, cause I trap so hard
That all my homeboys nicknamed me trapezoid
I really never gave a fuck because my dicks enlarged
If you didn't know by now,

optimistic, I'm sippin' on mystic
I bought me a new Expedition to lift it
My girl black as hell, but she moan when I kiss it
I post in Detroit like I play for

ruining our lives

Fam are we a gang no, tell me do we bang no
Fam are we a gang no, we don't fuckin' bang so
Fam are we a gang no, tell me do we bang no

I can't get sidetracked
I'm too focused on music and money I'm in the studio grinding until the lights out
People tell me to shut the fuck up
If you

gots to put in some studio time
I still feel that greatness, verse is the greatest test

Still I don't live up to the hype, despite all my dedication

bangin
My niggaz gang bang
She’s in love with the gang so she let me drive the boat
Groupie groupie groupie groupie groupie
Can tell by the way that this

the life I live, you ain't know about it
Hit the studio with No I.D.
Make a couple platinum records in that bitch and then I dip up out it
On the 101, my