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

I been here in a minute
Cut the lights off I fantastic right now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their foresights wrong
Where this rapper going with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my life on
O D.
O. D. Everybody know me, even fans that resemble them in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my girls love me like Seth Cohen,
So get a get a glass 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 C life is not a game,
Taking over the world no pinky just a lotta
He bout to them the shit that I'm on (Yeah)
You prolly could predicted I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of judgment is a officially
Up into the air all the from the swisha is blown
Ahh... I'm grown I'm I'm living in this elevator zone alone
I'm up so I'm never coming down and you say you got them hoes but they never coming round
I got pent walls I stay high above your ass
And I can see it all, my balcony is
And over (Bitches)
But moneys (Her)
Cause money's (Nothin)
My life is a (Blur)
That's not the way it has to go it's jus what I
And do not with me it's best you jus concur
I'm a legend a legacy that can't help but survive
Even when I fuckin die they bury me Alive...

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

O.D. O.D everybody me

McCoy:]
Oh no high on life again... (Wow)
Feel I swallowed a whole bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I cry like tiny violins
In my mode the pesmote enjoy the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when every blind is like the motherfuckin riots pouring out my pen
dam be easy I'm a get back
Gentleman with a superlative use of
And I done up the narcotics but I can't leave the crib without some xanax in my water... (Nope)
Hello my is Travie and I'm a life-aholic
all these beats is like the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha)
The alpha to my wearing stripes on my candy cane
Worn without the other so for real without the brain
Super trooper a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I ya fine and dandy man
Check his vital signs they off the meter man
I'm a forever in Neverland with Peter Pan
pulling the nine out
I'm a a Amy Winehouse
Sipping Purple Rain with Jane girls in my house... (My House)
I'm a see ya when I get there
Until then hold me like gravity it's Travie... Uno... Easy

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

Mickey

O.D. O.D know me

Factz:]
Ha I'm bout to overdose on somebody please pass the weed
So if I tonight you won't have to ask for refer
If the things that I through my Prada frames got me paid
Watch me mane I'm cocky slave with this Rocky
I got I got my cluttered with this bud
And this name of it is and it's all up in my blood
Tyna the too fresh feeling I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex living I'm Hugh Heff
Every other I need a blue net for group sex
Leaving with a bruise neck then I yell next... (Next)
in a line this is new fax city take this crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey what you mean) I'm fuck the queen
the white horse of success and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my high on life... (Then dream)
catch the spot on my flight
First class known of the aroma of the life
Got me like a stoner, a zoner but nah never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of I'm teasing bum out
out with celebrities from every drug house
So you remember me say that 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 with all the
Jesus my straight no creases
P P Peep
We got bottles here
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

O.D. O.D know me