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Man, that chorus shit
I'm in New on my tourist shit
They to meet me top floor and shit
'Bout to be on TV like that chick
Sometimes I reminisce how the morn' got missed
Then I pop a and pour 'til I piss
With four or chicks
That's of your dick
Now a great mix
8 chicks, and
It's kinda funny how is money
And ain't been since
If you owe me call me
Make your
My
Makes sense you see my eyes
And you need a club to see my drive
You be a hustler
Or else won't fuck with ya
The world is customer
Serve em' what best at
I'm from the Bay like Dre the crest at?
I gotta fly to see my
Did you catch
My mom's is the dad, focus on you
So when you see me you won't get mad
Jetlag, I got it
I'm getting lit with the pilot in the
You know I'm playin'
that fucking plane
I ain't trynna die the pilot's high
I stay on some cool shit, don't with that bullshit
I stay on some cool shit, play with that bullshit
Don't always break them, but I always got the bent
Tell me how to do it, when I'm a not a fighter
And I started young, had a rubber in my diaper
My really got other girls trying to wife her
I feel like a
And when I get rich I'm to have midget doormen
Don't make me important
It's a hard life, ask Jay-Z
Or Annie the orphan, don't me bring out the Italian
Start extorting, park Porsche and take your keys
Because if kids were like we were
Then your fucking kush is to be gone for sure
I caught them at the gas station
All saw, was the car's big ass shake
And after that we were half baked, Dave Chapelle
We were in hell
How'd I turn so I was raised so well
No trail
I didn't write down, I'm an Adidas man
No Nike town, my are brown
I'm 5'7 but I say I'm 5'8
Now you can and go fuck yourself
And all these boxers better tighten their belts
It's Roachy Balboa bitch, Roachy
I'm not a villain, but I gotta kill
These other are really not appealing
Somebody gotta tell
lay back, in a Giants or A's hat
Always rep I'm paged at
A Bay beast, nothing going to change that
Or rearrange
My where the flame at
And you can't buy the same cap, you gonna get chain
my pain pills?
I really couldn't tell you how being the feels
Or wood grain
But I will when I get my deal, you can trust
Fuck it, or get the fuck back