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Blueberry Lyrics

I have to two times 'cause im camera shy
I dont eat ice cream or pie
I make it melt man be dripping of the shelf
But looking hella pretty like my buckle belt
Its a a trinity
My legacy is begging me to change my
A infinity
Anthology is sorta like a policy
A termonology
It dont give an
You the trigonometry
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 mustard but never could trust her
You im just a hustler caught up like Usher
Im all in trying to triple a
See the game thats told get as as icicles
I cut 'em off if you my analysis
Day i rate my mind state mac a trick
Knowin all my homies gon call ready
To the P.I's and pushin raw like Eddy
You can me a update and tell me "wassup mayne"
Influxuate the paste till its or cupcakes
Its so straight up with no gimicks
get on her you can roll wit it
Every count we bounce
We onces to the amount
Houses the account breached up in the couch
Fly down get the dough in atlanta
I hit the and do the Toni Montana

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

Oh naw
I aint done enough, theres i gotta see
So lord punish me just 'cause i smoke alot of weed
Thats my see I be the no sinner
The breaker shaker mayne the goal tender
Getting the business suckas letting the burn
Im finish not even after my last words
Natural might take your boy
No doubt let me go out in blaze a glory
Helpin kids cross the bridge it is it is
Live life a whole lot of sacrifice to give
I dont it
Believe me if god told me its
I hope i served my and he knows I wasnt perfect
queez in this game for life
Translate do the damn the day I die
Its a cold world and im already frost bit
So save your breath I play death when you talk

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

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 laced got to make
Im staying like fly for life
get by just to maintain