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

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

[Verse: 2 -
Every one up your cup
you know we made it, I might kiss the sky
The skyline shine off of my limo painted
Black, everything black Italian leather tinted
Glisten off my wrist
It's just a dream about that we living
You I kill it, I'm going to win it
delivered, city's on it's grind
I smell that purple through that zipper
Coming to you soon, no or an era fitted
Still with illicit shit bitch
'Cause I like things that are
So sleek it's a crime, as rarest of wine
Sativa greener than
I'm smoking as the tides
lie, no other guy could rise
And you as high up to this occasion than I
So have a toast to the night
'Cause I'm a, a big
Head turner who'll further
Canadian kid with pen to commit murder
No you can't handle this
You're not the quickest of
I'm six shots on the table bitch
Don't even a burner
'Cause I'm stuck these confines
That are in my mind, a lyrical
Spittin' up the gold an platinum that I find
Taking cities by storm, let's make this place look
Just give me till nine, you can bet your life we'll do it
'Cause you truly never
When I've been off to blow
Amount of I've stopped myself
I'm thinking God knows
Should I go slow, my ego
chill out and compose
Fucking joke, bitch I'm the I'm blowing up like C4

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