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

I ain't been here in a
Cut the off I feel fantastic right now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I I used to cut the porch 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 tryna get my mature life on
O D.
O. D. Everybody know me, even fans resemble them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Cohen,
So get a grip get a glass the X. O. in
I did one these niggas to say that I'm not the same
Pick a road cause where you is not a lane
And rest in peace to C life is not a game,
Taking over the no pinky just a lotta Brain
He bout to send them the shit I'm on (Yeah)
You prolly have predicted I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of is a officially gone
Up into the air all the smoke from the swisha is
Ahh... I'm grown I'm grown I'm in this elevator zone alone
I'm up so high I'm never coming down and you say you got them hoes but they coming round
I got house walls I stay high above your ass
And I can see it all, my is glass
And over (Bitches)
But over (Her)
Cause under (Nothin)
My is such a (Blur)
That's not the way it has to go it's jus what I
And do not disagree with me it's you jus concur
I'm a legend with a legacy that can't but survive
Even when I fuckin die they bury me Alive...

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

O.D. O.D know me

McCoy:]
Oh no high on life again... (Wow)
Feel like I swallowed a bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I cry like tiny violins
In my best mode the pesmote the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when every blind is like the Watts riots pouring out my pen
Iight dam be I'm a get back
with a superlative use of syntax
And I done gave up the narcotics but I can't the crib without some xanax in my water... (Nope)
Hello my name is Travie and I'm a
all these beats is like the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha)
The to my Bruce wearing stripes on my candy cane
Worn without the other so for real without the candy
Super like a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I tell ya and dandy man
Check his vital signs peeping off the meter man
I'm a live forever in Neverland Peter Pan
pulling the nine out
I'm a pull a Amy
Sipping Rain with Mary 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 good gripping wood with all the features
my money straight 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

Mickey

O.D. O.D everybody me

[Mickey
Ha I'm bout to overdose on life 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 this Rocky chain
I got I got my fames cluttered with bud
And this of it is Fame and it's all up in my blood
Tyna suppress the too fresh feeling I got... yes
I'm in it for the huge yes living like I'm Hugh Heff
Every other night I 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 take crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey what you mean) I'm promethazine fuck the
Sniff the white horse of and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
match my high on life... (Then let'em 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 my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of I'm teasing every bum out
Hung out with celebrities from every house
So when you remember me say I was strung out... (Mickey what you mean)
I'm a addict for the green cash I'm a O.D. so flip going to

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

O.D. O.D everybody me