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KOTA The Friendhuatong
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D rolling trees in the backseat.

Black boys getting G's over rap beats overseas.

Bitch, please.

I done seen a whole half of the planet running a whole gamut.

Hustle for the bread.

We'll be right back.

real inglewood nigga you ain't fucking with him we on the way to the a sold out in the

The Bro Price, hold it down when we get to L.A.

AK, bring the vibes, it don't matter the style.

my boy Ty hella fly and it never be fake yeah black excellence all about the path you can miss

me with the extra shit.

I don't use the C word.

We don't need a pessimist.

I was in the kitchen with the Mexican

We'll be right back.

and no heat my OG met a good woman she so keen I love to see my niggas drink water and grow green

Great, great grandma was picking a cane.

The shit is insane.

My lineage.

Remember the.

Getting us paid.

Nothing finna get in my way.

A nigga free, never living enslaved until I'm digging my grave.

Give a fuck about your expectations Everyday we having celebrations

Revelation after revelation I see the struggle like tuition for the education

We came far from the G train.

On the block watching dope heads free bass.

I don't even trip when I see hate.

Nothing really getting to me these days.

Yeah.

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