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

[Verse: 1 - Joe
cruising in the car with blunts and homies too
Yeah, this may all seem
'Cause it's we always do
Never stray too far staying young, that is the attitude
why we living everyday the same and that's the virtue
You seemed so certain why we've the moves
mental 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 make the most, of his chance
At second glance, nothing's really changed at all
I'm still the same, what's inside
makes the human after all, it's make believe
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 chemistry just isn't to last
Because apart, we the power
To provide things, but when you're with me
There's a that ignites self induced bombings

[Verse: 2 -
Every one hold up cup
Celebrate you know we it, I might kiss the sky
The skyline lights shine off of my painted
Black, everything black leather windows tinted
diamonds 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 that purple through that double 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, unique as rarest of
Sativa greener than
I'm reg' as the tides
Don't lie, no other guy could
And take you as high up to this than I
So let's have a to the night
'Cause I'm a, a big
Head who'll push further
Canadian kid with that pen to commit
No you can't handle heat
You're not the of learner
I'm lining six on the table bitch
even need a burner
'Cause I'm stuck within confines
That are in my mind, a lyrical
Spittin' up the gold an platinum I might find
Taking by storm, let's make this place look alive
Just give me till nine, you can bet your life we'll do it
you truly never know
When I've tripped off to blow
Amount of times I've myself
I'm thinking God only
Should I go slow, my ego
Maybe out and compose
joke, bitch I'm the bomb I'm blowing up like C4

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