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

[Verse: 1 - Joe
Just cruising in the car with and homies too
Yeah, may all seem familiar
'Cause what we always do
stray too far from staying young, that is the attitude
It's why we living the same 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 affliction
But they searching, to find the man
But he is just a corpse, and now he's
And now about to make the most, of his chance
At second glance, nothing's really changed at all
I'm still the same, what's inside
That makes the after all, it's make believe
But you and me could go to my car
And go away, escape the daily, the only limit the
You've been the kerosene, I am the light
We are a match, it's perfect
But our chemistry just isn't going to
Because apart, we the power
To provide amazing things, but when you're me
There's a spark that ignites self induced

[Verse: 2 -
one hold up your cup
Celebrate you know we it, I might kiss the sky
The lights shine off of my limo painted
Black, black Italian leather windows tinted
Glisten off my wrist
It's just a dream about life we living
You know I it, I'm going to win it
Express delivered, on it's grind
I that purple through that double zipper
to you soon, no backpack or an era fitted
Still littered with illicit shit
'Cause I things that are permitted
So sleek it's a crime, unique as rarest of
Sativa than Greenpeace
I'm reg' as the tides
Don't lie, no other guy could
And you as high up to this occasion than I
So let's have a toast to the
'Cause I'm a, a big
Head turner who'll further
Canadian kid with pen to commit murder
No you can't handle heat
You're not the of learner
I'm lining six shots on the bitch
Don't even a burner
'Cause I'm stuck these confines
That are in my mind, a mine
Spittin' up the gold an platinum I might find
Taking cities by storm, let's make this look alive
Just give me till nine, you can bet your life do it right
you truly never know
When been tripped off to blow
Amount of times I've myself
I'm thinking God knows
Should I go slow, my ego
chill out and compose
Fucking joke, bitch I'm the bomb I'm blowing up C4

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