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

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

[Verse: 2 -
Every one up your cup
Celebrate you know we it, I might kiss the sky
The skyline shine off of my limo painted
Black, black Italian leather windows tinted
Glisten off my wrist
It's a dream about that life we living
You know I kill it, I'm to win it
delivered, city's on it's grind
I that purple through that double zipper
Coming to you soon, no backpack or an era
littered 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 reg' as the
Don't lie, no other guy could
And you as high up to this occasion than I
So let's have a to the night
'Cause I'm a, a big
Head who'll push further
Canadian kid with pen to commit murder
No you can't handle this
You're not the quickest of
I'm lining six on the table bitch
even 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, make this place look alive
Just give me till nine, you can bet life we'll do it right
'Cause you truly never
When I've been off to blow
Amount of times stopped myself
I'm God only knows
I go slow, save my ego
Maybe out and compose
joke, bitch I'm the bomb I'm blowing up like C4

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