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Cabernet Poetry (Bonus Track)

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I've been drunk since I last saw you Thinking I should call you I'll increase the volume Never meant to harm you Hope this don't alarm you Stuck to my guns somehow still disarmed you I guess I'm back to my toxic ways Mixing bottles with models and a box of haze My freestyles get lots of praise Slanging D and J's like I'm crossing fades And yeah, I be cross faded It's my turn at the table, viva Las Vegas This money can buy dreams, I feel like I've made it Been running through these streets, I know my mom hate it (Love you ma) But I'm tryna be a better man I make it rain and hail, I'm the weather man Psssh I mean It's only eleven grand I ain't talking festivals but that's eleven bands Somebody come and get ya mans I knew I've been advanced when I went to France With some women who be sinning, I just let em dance The things I would do just to get a second chance Yup, just let it run Cabernet Poetry Women and liquor get a hold of me I grind until she notice me she gon' get the dopest me Can't believe the flow is free, hopefully she not over me Lately I've been feeling nostalgic Wish you would've stayed, wish we could've solved shit Was it something I did? Was it something said? I know it wasn't my head Shit, everything seemed perfect until one day you fled Now the worst part of my day is getting ready for bed Guess it's back to this bread, guess its back to these streets Guess it's back to flexing, causal sex, and writing to beats (Sheesh) Well, good thing I'm good at all three It's foul the way she throw it back at me and it's all free (Swish) I miss the days when that was all me If you listening and miss me too, you should call me Yup Y'all seen my stories Ain't no cap in my raps This what a year of work sounds like I'm just tryna live Can I live? They asked me how I got here, I guess manifested it Now she invested in the vision while I rest a bit So much weight on my shoulders, can you caress that shit? That pussy does wonders, baby lemme bless that shit I'm back when November hits, all I do I send them hits I care about your health girl, I'm your friend with benefits I'll be your dick appointment for your enjoyment You know where to find me if you wondering where the boy went Ain't no deployment or an army that can hold me back Bitches ain't shit, a wise man once told me that When I say bitches, not talking about the ladies Talking about any piece of shit out here acting shady Real recognize real and that sex appeal the real deal Dressed to kill, I can fill your life with thrills There's no comparison, his net worth embarrassing This the kind of life he can't afford like Harrison I have the upper hand, solo walking on the sky I'm a star ready for war, I drop em on the fly I'm a fighter so you know that it's not a tie I'm the type to lay a princess down, don't gotta try Every time I bust a rhyme, I just flip modes Crazy how I'm making more money than my actual zip code And I'm from California in case you didn't know I'm charismatic and relatable when I be spitting flows That's why they press play on their computer This shit make a 40 taste good like eating out a cougar I guess we got what we exactly asked for Another memory, another stamp on my passport She study law, this ain't the first bar she took Her fit is fire, I don't think she know how hard she look That's my heart she took, unintentionally If it weren't for social media would you mention me? Who you know that took you these heights? Bought you flights Zero fights, one that writes, love letters when he types High as kites but invites good people, hunnid likes, ooh these sights Jesus Christ, she look good in those tights All these lights, can't tell if the love got me blinded If you the type of girl that's seeking fun I can find it I am behind it, I've been reminded That time moves forward, no way we can rewind it I'm outta state, late, for my date with destiny I'm feeling great, her taste always brings out the best in me Sometimes it feels like the universe is testing me So I hit 'em with a newer verse, ain't no stressing me They cannot top me, their whole act is sloppy She not talking music when she calling me papi One thing to remember this ain't just any heaven God delivered me and this album, November 27th Something like that Love, Money, and Other Drugs, the album November 27th, 2021 HYDRAULICS23, Otitis You crazy for this one It's a wrap, literally Thank y'all for listening (We did it)

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