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Blueberry Rain

I to blink two times 'cause im camera shy
I eat ice cream or cherry pie
I make it man it'll be dripping of the shelf
But looking hella like my leather buckle belt
Its a serenity a
My is begging me to change my identity
A four-five
Anthology anatomy is sorta like a
A rapper
It dont an apology
You know the
You can handle flygirly (?)
get the BDP
Half a
The mongoose bangs the birds all sang
I wear my house shoes Im part of a gang

I spread bread like but never could trust her
You know im just a hustler caught up like
Im all in trying to a nickel
See the game thats told get as cold as
I cut 'em off if you question my
Day i mayne my mind state mac a trick
Knowin all my homies gon call ready
To the P.I's and those raw like Eddy
You can give me a and tell me "wassup mayne"
Influxuate the paste its cookie or cupcakes
Its so vivid straight up no gimicks
get on her you can roll wit it
Every count we bounce
We count onces to the
Houses from the account up in the couch
Fly south get the dough in atlanta
I hit the and do the Toni Montana

Im going to go, leaving clouds of
Ima do my bay thang,
Ima hustler mayne, gotta my change
No for playin games hey
on a papa chase
Leavin em got moves to make
Im staying like fly for life
Cant get by to maintain

Oh naw
I aint enough, theres more i gotta see
So dont punish me just 'cause i smoke alot of weed
Thats my apology see I be the no
The rule breaker shaker mayne the goal
Getting the business suckas the cash burn
Im never not even after my last words
Natural disasters might take boy
No doubt let me go out in blaze a glory
kids cross the bridge it is what it is
Live with a whole lot of sacrifice to give
I dont it
Believe me if god me its curtains
I hope i served my purpose and he knows I wasnt
Young in this game for life
Translate do the till the day I die
Its a world baby and im already frost bit
So save your breath I death when you talk shit

Man its the fifth wheel, some feel, roll up and blow
I dont trust motherfuckers all of em hope still
Kay swiss white like coke
And I care about your word I sell dreams and hopes
Man its the buttercup be the focus like a mind reader
Number 2 pencil is Picasso's
EQ got the rain crushed up
The rush of the is like a task-force bust

Im going to go, leaving of smoke
Ima do my bay thang,
Ima hustler mayne, gotta my change
No for playin games hey
on a papa chase
Leavin em got moves to make
Im high like fly for life
Cant get by just to