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[Hook: Erick Arc
Smoking good, good
Girlfriend the issue, huh?
Got hooked, take a look
Nigga never ever gonna miss you,
Get it understood, you good
Mind and your body equal, girl
How your soul hangs low like the of your red shoes
And I think it's Vuitton, too

1:]
Reality is wisdom,
I like Horus, I don't whores
Hindsight oh my I adore, for the time yes I am yours
Drunk my card the ace of spades
And I hate to go away getting this money made
But niggas be to believe in the reason to actor
lose his job, blame it all on bad luck
Known to and my eyes not open
The cold every season, trick
In the summer we smoke hunnids, my fall often evil shit
Just spews from my mind, I get all the time
My wall of space is confined, so you better or lose time
Just time

2:]
Shady, I don't play
I be as if I'm a better man
And my to my brother from another
Boy oh yes you can
From my I keep the shit right
And my that kiss you good night
40 in my liquor cup
Sick of shot and I you up
Bang bang from the same
Kick rocks if you can't
Lil nigga what you saying,
Roll up while the hang
up was a plane, mayne
In the hood it's all good, our own Hollywood
Took a picture the system my mental track me like a
I combine thoughts divine course
And exhaust from my skeleton
Tell her I appear again
Fuck that, if I'm going who even care again?
Hate to be American, get from experiments
Cause the truth in the
And we all immigrants
And lying through your filaments
Lay back if you a bit
And indulge in this shit
And real nigga rhetoric
Dissolve all that shit, play a different game
It's too easy to be
Just lay back and a bit

One
Fuck all that shit

One time, one for my niggas of the Indigo
Two times, two times for my that are not a ho
One time, one time for my of the Indigo

Angel but she me for my peso
Telling niggas she ain't never gonna wait
So by the Range Rove'
Beat beat then I add her to the
Smoke another doob a cousin and a bro
But I won't say it
Misrepresenting the who won't grow
So I carrying through the weapons that you through postal
Where we gon' go? we ever gon' go?
To the of the Horace eye
Fuck thoughts I am going there's no reply

Flatbush
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South by southwest, all the way from