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Irving, raised with two brothers by a single mother Looking out for one another Working just be discovered Not a fighter I’m a lover man, but I gotta get it
(Chorus) Night lights in the city lights I'm not the type to get distracted by the sight Today I had to kiss myself when I woke up I just felt too
Ladies and gentlemen It's time to test the spirit bomb In the trap with the press (trap, trap) Whip and flex (whip 'em) Brick phone in my
niggas for the gang, we press shit Touch one of mines, then the wolves gon' stretch him Six-pack or get whacked two times for the section I'm on the road,
limitations! Everybody knows the two finger rule where you press the fingers My ass already hurts Two fingers below the calf, when flexed It requires long socks!
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'
try Twenty one years go by, I feel it in my bones Roads And we do each day, mess around press replay Catch twenty-two coming cause the numbers still
just know i'm gonna mourn you til i join you Chorus: x2 ashes to ashes and dust to dust i hope you here me now in god we trust even all
Dressed to impress girl Now watch me throw on my fit Press the red button honey Im'a blow up the kids like I'm head hunting So come get destroyed by
to explode It always got me on ten, and start the countdown 3, 2, 1, GO! We started sprinting from the start and kept the show running Let shady gossip pass
Like shopping aisles And wedding aisles Pull it up respect my files and Press play digest my Sounds Fam I'm Glowing up like Ben TEN THOUSAND I'm tryna
stand on 10 toes,press X to get it skeptical I find you im picking up a charge like it's electrical And break you down to protons like we talkin
still a 10 when we fucking nigga. And she like: Y u thug me like dat? I swear 2 GOD I don't mean 2, sometimes I feel like I don't need you. [x4] Now
Oooooo oh yea Hey I've got so much to say I know I've came so far You understand my swag Then you should look up in the stars, The stars [x3] [Kid
Hehehehe Special sound Hehehe O2 with the banger Ten bottles Ten bottles One azul Ten bottles Ten bottles Ten bottles One azul Ten bottles Grace without work
the making no time to wait Ten seconds left Ball in my hands The countdown is real time can't be kept Ice in my veins Disrespect my name Three two one send you
my pick of movie stars Sloppy sitcom uncles and rugged cartoon lumberjacks The total package of scripted interactions And I can't help falling for
Take a shot at the Excorcist then X em out with these words Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines Big
featuring Master P We gonna ball till we fall Were real soldiers gonna be there when the homies call x2 Chorus: If you're
Betsy 1965, I ain't too young to know this That was President Johnson but now But it's president (Georgia) Bush [Repeat: x2] We from a town where
I would never listen A bunch of internet stars can't see, they eyes glued to the television Live and direct, live and direct Fuck is this shit?
by his side while droves of mistresses went by The list was long and its members noteworthy Spanning stars off the silver screen to Jackie’s own press
eyes from the press we were gettin' Suspect from headache you know a great deal Your apathy fake but your parts are real More than a little by
need no help Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only We never met, but best
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