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(álbum: Die Slow - 2015)


Never claim anything but facts
Switching between Pootie Tang and He Got Game on Cinemax
Been trying to leave my phone alone
Screen on black
Used to scheme on packs
Taking bottles back for grams
I miss being oblivious to the script
This livid shit
Hit or miss
And the pitcher throwing junk at my dick
I need a session with the evidence
So I can find just who killed all the heaven sent
And who spilled all my pennies I was saving for the wishing well?
Still appreciate the aid of everyone who wish me well
Wanna get away for hella days in the everglades
Maybe stop shaving, grow a beard or something
I mean why not
Take up yoga
Anything to stay away from the glock
No point in rotting in a box over pushing some pot
Or your color's is wrong
Ruby red on your stop
End up dead on the spot
Flowers over your noggin
Same hue as that tee
That nigga fleeing the scene
It was easy to leave
It's always easy to leave
I can preach but it's hard to believe
When the pastor got his hands on the Subaru keys
And his wife in the mink doing donuts in the Jeep
Keep doing what you do
But you won't find me in the seat
Passing dollars of deciet

I'm living free of the bullshit
Fools gold know the chain hold your soul in man
I'm living free of the bullshit
Fools gold know the chain hold your soul in
I'm living free of the bullshit
And imma fly 'til my motherfucking wings clip

I see the grave we digging
My soul is tinted
I know my role is different
Now I hold position
In the forts of men
And through intervention and interest
And my pops was volatile
I learned forgiveness
Silly business get you stuck with Robin Givens
Play your cards wrong
See a psycho ninja get the winnings
Meanwhile niggas wild out
Cause decisions got em tweaked out
Run the green mile in my skivvy's
Break the ribbon like Goku on that hero tip
Treat em like Jero if they break it with the aching skin
Everybody see it but ain't nobody saying shit
Ain't nobody fucking with me
Catch a fade
Come again
Boy we got the Clippers
Niggas tripping over nothing
Joy Division on the system
It's a given that we feeling some kinda way
I ain't did one a day
I ain't a sus and Bill [?]
Bird get in the wave
I tell Bird get in the wave
Cause we ain't playing

feito

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