Lyrics:
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Still it's hard to get perspective when it's so close
I've been livin' up to my name it's always Almost
I'm in a hell of a state
I made a mess of my
weight (That pack boy)
I do it big yeah movin state to state
And you know I do it big yeah I put that on my name (On my name)
I do it big yeah like I'm
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountain to the south bell by the shore
She's mighty tall
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountain to the south bell by the shore
She's mighty tall
that's not part of my story
I rob me a nigga for his inventory
Served every junkie from Howett to Atlantic
My niggas got em from out the Atlantic
My
The Atlantic ocean
All the words we've spoken
Dwelling in the middle of the sea
Watered down emotion
Hearts that have been broken
Drowning in the joy
diamonds I could never be same
I'm colder than an iceberg
Nigga I'll sink a ship
Diamonds by my middle right third got my pinky lit
Fuck what you heard loose
back, okay?
I miss you
I'm a bit over reactive
But you're a bit of an arsonist
I can't help be attracted
In the middle of an argument
You know just how
Thinking of a master plan
Got the whole spectrum
Inside my hand
We spreadin' joy across the planet
Flow like the Atlantic
To capture me on TikTok
You
state I'm in
I am not a human, I am an alien
Fuck the bill cause I am not payin it
I am not a human, I am an alien
Let the wind take me, whatever state
became grown
Now my name's known
Had jet planes flown out to LA
Then what did I do? I came home
Pinecone aroma, in the Atlantic
It's not the Bay State
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the green old flowing mountains to the south down along the shore
She's mighty tall
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore.
From the green and growing mountains to the south bell down by the Shore.
She's mighty
Driving through the rain in a forest of pain
With your hand on my brain driving me again
Looking past the window ledge for some sleepy state
names on a jersey
The state of emergency currently I am in need of some currency
Don't say a word to me or you'll end up in a verse from me
That looks
That time when we were crossing the Atlantic
The moment that we reached the middle
You turned to me and said something romantic
I've won the race
a Rhino
Love the way you sing
Winter fall and the spring
High notes (Sing)
Then she picked up the violin
Now we vibing climbing
To higher state (Yeh)
it's in the bag
You got it, Atlantic salmon at Atlantic Station
Bununs and vyann bef for my amazing Haitian
Don't matter what we facing
It's a must we
Now I'm a shot caller, all I got is one job
Plant seeds in the mind of the young, the slum's hard
Late for the game, hop the train on Atlantic
Dreams
"oh yes. welcome, welcome all. in the middle of this parrothead madness this evening we thought it would be appropriate to take a few minutes of your
to earn it worldwide, running through your tour laps
Sweat and tears is gain like the currency
And I reside within a state of currently
So when I travel
Public Domain
I stood on the Atlantic Ocean
The wide Pacific shore
To the queen of the flowing mountains
To the southbell by the door
She's long
From the great Atlantic ocean
To the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains
To the southbelt by the shore
She's mighty tall
the same
But my middle name
My middle name
But my middle name
You state your case
Murdering
I shall proclaim
Battering
You, your defense
Tampering
I made
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