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[Verse: 1 -
and smoking that dro, long as Pinocchio's nose
That's just the way that it goes with that to blow
Wiz on my Bose and I'm not leaving home
So fuckin' high that I won't joke
Hoe I'm not not feelin' the floor
Underneath both my toes any
All I know is I'm flying just watch me, I'll circle the
Cause I be upon you
Like rain that is fallin, heaven far into the sky
I move like the the tides have combined
And I have arrived
Whether this or fiction, it's life
I'm on the prize, no we not taking it light for tonight
40's on ice got me feeling so nice that whatever the price You can have you like
with the reaction
Everyone looks to my like I hold
The and the gas can
fatal attraction movin' to music photographers flashin
Haters all got their heads stratchin' a gasket
In fact why don't we go get you a
My flow is so sick when you it
That you and your homies be a hazmat

[Verse: 2 - Joe
Still about the days
When I had nothing to
But now it's I'm stuck in limbo never getting a raise
Consumed by all I gotta have, regardless if I
To pay my rent or eat
that be called overboard
I don't know, just have a feeling when I'm living
One day I'll all of the money
And all the means to
The things in which I dream
For now I'm getting by
But in the end our final goal is we can justify
Those faded when I'd blackout
With no what's going on
too many bevys
Waking up on my neighbours
But gotta give
One day be all in the past
at a rate like this
I don't know how long going to last

[Verse: 3 - Joe
this struggle
Many I've known got in, worn out
And it was a disaster
Listened to haters, started to create inner doubt
With you mastered
know, that in this adventure
We always have the to make our own choice
we use it as the fuel
Or as the means where our lives be destroyed
But on the road some of us would walk
They you that challenges define pain
And used to our advantage
for how one day we are gonna' proclaim

Smith t'the Wesson, 357 dual
Hid under the seat of the
Not elaborate, but better than getting shot
Pulling a piece from backpack
Tasked with, challenge I'm matched in
Yes I'm you can't put nothing past me
In fact, they got no nothing blast back
Been rapping since ages of writing on
Moving like fluid tides to the moon
my boys got my back in whatever I do
Just and true in all places we move
To provide for harvest you need the fruit