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And I'm a leave on one more
One more note
like this... Look at him

I ain't been in a minute
Cut the lights off I fantastic right now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches on just to let them know their foresights wrong
Where this going with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on
O D.
O. D. Everybody know me, even fans that them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Cohen,
So get a grip get a pour the X. O. in
I did want one niggas to say that I'm not the same
Pick a cause where you drivin is not a lane
And rest in peace to Pimp C is not a game,
Taking over the world no pinky just a Brain
He bout to send the shit that I'm on (Yeah)
You prolly could have I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of is a officially gone
Up into the air all the smoke the swisha is blown
Ahh... I'm I'm grown I'm living in this elevator zone alone
I'm up so high I'm never coming and you say you got them hoes but they never coming round
I got pent house walls I stay high above ass
And I can see it all, my is glass
And wifey's (Bitches)
But moneys (Her)
money's under (Nothin)
My life is a (Blur)
That's not the way it has to go jus what I prefer
And do not with me it's best you jus concur
I'm a legend with a legacy that can't help but
Even when I fuckin die they bury me Alive...

And I'm so
I brought my from the hood to the beaches
I'm good gripping wood with all the features
Jesus my straight no creases
P P P Peep
We got bottles here
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
over there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the floor we

O.D. O.D everybody me

McCoy:]
Oh no Travie on life again... (Wow)
Feel I swallowed a whole bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I wanna cry like tiny
In my best mode the enjoy the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when blind is like the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen
Iight dam be I'm a get back
Gentleman a superlative use of syntax
And I done gave up the narcotics but I leave the crib without some xanax in my water... (Nope)
Hello my name is and I'm a life-aholic
all these beats is like the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha)
The alpha to my Bruce wearing stripes on my cane
Worn without the so for real without the candy brain
Super like a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm bet I tell ya fine and dandy man
Check his vital signs they off the meter man
I'm a forever in Neverland with Peter Pan
Fuck pulling the out
I'm a pull a Amy
Sipping Purple Rain with Mary girls in my house... (My House)
Isaiah I'm a see ya I get there
Until then hold me down like gravity it's Travie... Uno...

And I'm so
I brought my niggas the hood to the beaches
I'm good gripping wood with all the features
Jesus my money no creases
P P Peep
We got bottles here
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the floor we

Mickey

O.D. O.D everybody me

Factz:]
Ha I'm bout to overdose on life please pass the weed
So if I comatose tonight you have to ask for refer
If the things that I seen through my Prada frames got me
Watch me I'm cocky slave with this Rocky chain
I got I got my fames cluttered this bud
And this of it is Fame and it's all up in my blood
suppress the too fresh feeling I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex like I'm Hugh Heff
Every other I need a blue net for group sex
Leaving with a bruise neck I yell whose next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line this is new fax city this crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey you mean) I'm promethazine fuck the queen
Sniff the white horse of and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my high on life... (Then dream)
Gotta catch the spot on my
class known of the aroma of the smoker life
Got me like a stoner, a zoner but nah it's over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy of I'm teasing every bum out
Hung out with celebrities from every drug
So when you remember me say I was strung out... (Mickey what you mean)
I'm a for the green cash I'm a O.D. so flip going to rehab

And I'm so
I brought my niggas the hood to the beaches
I'm living good gripping wood all the features
Jesus my money no creases
P P this
We got bottles over
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
over there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

O.D. O.D everybody me