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Blueberry Rain

I have to two times 'cause im camera shy
I dont eat ice cream or pie
I make it melt man it'll be of the shelf
But looking hella like my leather buckle belt
Its a a trinity
My legacy is begging me to my identity
A infinity
Anthology anatomy is sorta a policy
A rapper
It dont give an
You know the
You think can handle (?)
get the BDP
Half a
The mongoose bangs while the birds all
I wear my house like Im part of a gang

I spread bread like but never could trust her
You im just a hustler caught up like Usher
Im all in to triple a nickel
See the game told get as cold as icicles
I cut 'em off if you my analysis
Day i rate mayne my mind mac a trick
Knowin all my homies gon call when
To the P.I's and those raw like Eddy
You can me a update and tell me "wassup mayne"
Influxuate the till its cookie or cupcakes
Its so vivid up with no gimicks
Gotta get on her you can wit it
Every count we bounce
We count onces to the
Houses from the account breached up in the
Fly down get the dough in atlanta
I hit the floor and do the Toni

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

Oh naw
I aint done enough, more i gotta see
So lord dont punish me 'cause i smoke alot of weed
my apology see I be the no sinner
The rule breaker shaker the goal tender
Getting the suckas letting the cash burn
Im never finish not after my last words
Natural might take your boy
No doubt let me go out in blaze a glory
Helpin kids the bridge it is what it is
life with a whole lot of sacrifice to give
I dont it
me if god told me its curtains
I i served my purpose and he knows I wasnt perfect
Young queez in game for life
do the damn till the day I die
Its a cold world baby and im frost bit
So your breath I play death when you talk shit

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

Im going to go, clouds of smoke
Ima do my bay thang,
Ima hustler mayne, gotta make my
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