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[Intro] |
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Little something to smoke to |
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Roll a L, light a L |
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Yeah |
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HB |
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LB on the beat |
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[Verse 1] |
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I'm alone and I'm throwin' stones |
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And sticks at a ******s home tryin' to put a ******* in a ****** stone |
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One of the most sayings said to get a ******s own |
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I follow that motto, 'til a youngin' hit the lotto |
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Hit the jackpot like a kid to gelato |
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Stuntin' in the lobby, Palazzo |
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What happens stays in Vegas, never spill it, garbanzos |
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Spittin' hot *******t man and it's burnin' my tonsils |
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******' ******* in a foreign hotel |
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Hostile, 'bout to head to a brothel |
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When you wanna go feels like they can't stop you |
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How thoughtful, karma comes back when you step to the crossroads |
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Your whole life you was searchin' for your lost souls |
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Zombies roam earth, inside of them is hollow |
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A world where the deep ends shallow |
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Cold like Capone love Gallo |
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Surrounded by combination of all kinds of hatred |
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I don't have the time of day for you to keep me up to date with |
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Hey *******, ain't nothin' to play with |
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Don't say *******t rule number one is basic |
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Headed to Pluto then the moon on my space*******p |
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I'm doomed to be kaboomed drop your [?] into a playlist |
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Grateful for salivating Vyron on his greatness |
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No pressure on waitlists, uh |
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[Verse 2] |
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Burnin' bubblegum and girl scout cookies |
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I sit aside and let the hot lip [?] |
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K.O.P, kush over ******* I'm short don't overlook me |
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Snakes and traps in the grass I had to cut the bushes, plus the bull*******t |
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Mhmm, mhmm, I'm Hodgy Beats, lil' ******* I do it to the fullest |
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Catch me at 99% and I'm gon' have to bite the bullet |
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You callin' truces, my will is bruces, I'm a son of a music |
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Fluently reclusive, the boot is where the noose is |
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The blueprints draw out my future, no future, dear |
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Smokin' 'til its food I get |
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Gotta stack money cause frugal as [?] |
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Surrounded by my pride, searchin' for a peace of mind |
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Heard it, knowin' it's goin' be fine |
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Workin' 'til my hearin' declines |
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Knowin' what I'm deservin' this time |
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I swear they every word in my rhymes, ****** |
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I swear they every word in my rhymes, ****** |
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[Verse 3] |
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In this world theres drama, so I'mma plan it loosely |
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Force myself to retreat, no plans with groupies |
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All these ******* wanna suck on this [?] smoothie |
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At times I give a ****** and join her for her orgasmic movies |
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She call my phone like "I am alone" when I ain't alone |
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Should I pick up, or silence the tone to her |
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I am the tone, just violent |
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Never really quite at her home, she's cryin' |
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Knowin' she'd be better on her own, inside it's |
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Like mine is cold climate that's why she |
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Stuck to my side like we're Siamese |
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Coward in this world, can't [?] |
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Two tommys for ******s tryin' to two time me |
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I hate the serve salami pastrami |
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Sometimes you have to, to see your shows at the back you |
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[?] |
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******s pressin' charges, so I kick back play bashful |
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But knowin' I would crush skulls if I had to |
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I'mma stay in my habits so have your attitude |
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Ungrateful for this altitude, uh |
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