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Coming to the place
Spittin' up dope rhymes
In the shit faced, lost track of my mind
Shots go down at quick pace, Ciroc's chilled at all
night's repeat, you got yours I got mine
Coming to the right
Spittin' up them dope
In the club shit faced, lost of my mind
Shots go down at pace, Ciroc chilled at all times
Every night's repeat, you got I got mine

1 - Joe Shambo
Just cruising in the car with blunts and too
Yeah, may all seem familiar
it's what we always do
Never too far from staying young, that is the attitude
It's why we living everyday the and that's the virtue
You seemed so certain why we've the moves
With pictures, the predictions one day
We'll all be dead of an unknown
But searching, trying to find the man
But he is a corpse, and now he's reincarnated
And now about to the most, of his second chance
At second glance, when nothing's changed at all
I'm the same, it's what's inside
makes the human after all, it's make believe
But you and me could go to my car
And go away, escape the daily, the limit the stars
You've always been the kerosene, I am the
We are a match, picture perfect
But our chemistry isn't going to last
Because apart, we have the
To provide amazing things, but you're with me
There's a spark that ignites induced bombings

[Verse: 2 -
one hold up your cup
Celebrate you know we it, I might kiss the sky
The skyline lights shine off of my limo
Black, black Italian leather windows tinted
diamonds off my wrist
It's just a about that life we living
You know I kill it, I'm to win it
Express delivered, city's on grind
I smell that purple through double zipper
Coming to you soon, no backpack or an era
Still littered illicit shit bitch
'Cause I things that are permitted
So it's a crime, unique as rarest of wine
Sativa greener than
I'm reg' as the tides
lie, no other guy could rise
And take you as high up to occasion than I
So let's have a toast to the
'Cause I'm a, a big
Head turner who'll push
Canadian kid with that pen to murder
No you can't handle this
not the quickest of learner
I'm six shots on the table bitch
Don't need a burner
'Cause I'm stuck these confines
That are in my mind, a lyrical
Spittin' up the an platinum that I might find
Taking cities by storm, let's make this place look
Just give me till nine, you can bet life we'll do it right
'Cause you truly never
When I've been tripped off to
Amount of I've stopped myself
I'm thinking God knows
I go slow, save my ego
Maybe chill out and
Fucking joke, bitch I'm the I'm blowing up like C4

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