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Smoke, what's good, baby?

Need that, so the bitch be back.

Turn squad, play cut and make them lean back.

Ear muss, I don't hear feedback.

You can spell it out in brass, still I never feel that.

T-top, I ride fuck a Learjet.

Raising my fist, spinning like a pirouette.

Vice City, rock light, love fist.

I'ma quit, baby.

Come on and look if you buck bitch side.

Right, life's but a dream.

It can make you richer.

It can make you scream.

And bring a shit to the table you can leave.

Background actors acting like they in the scene.

I just be hating bad thoughts in my head.

Niggas want smoke, well, shit, I got lead.

There ain't no love, black heart on my chest.

I go through anything and everything, fuck a test.

I'll be for any nigga, like, who you think you about to press?

Nigga, how do you grab me?

All my life just been a man.

I be hearing shit, I heard these niggas want me dead.

If nothing is my life, you niggas just do it for the name.

Bright lights, like nights of coaching.

Ice cubes in my cup and my wrist.

It's true if I'm in it is for rent I bet if you in it is for rent

my flats on the back with the skulls on it skin down on the slice slash roll on it i prolong it that boy's running remember we were in the snow

Gloves on in the dead of the night.

His bass got rated everything in sight.

Yeah.

I just be having bad thoughts in my head.

Niggas want smoke, well, shit, I got lead.

There ain't no love, black heart on my chest.

I go through anything and everything, fuck a test.

I'll be for any nigga, like, who you think you about to press?

Nigga, I'll do you Grammy all my life, just being a man.

I be hearing shit, I heard them niggas want me dead.

But it's nothing, this my life, you niggas just do it for the net.

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