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sh**, we still talkin' bout old sh**?
My daddy had the firebird, lookin' at old pics
I'm off for school, hand on the wheel with a cold grip
Me and my n***a lookin' for some hoes that roll quick and pole flip
I guess we on the road again
Receiving bullsh** texts I'll probly go and smoke again
Another night, and a life I'm tryna be important in
I can't bottle these feelings need something to pour it in
Jump roping on the ledge of a building in roller blades
Even if I do slip it'll take me a couple days
Cause on the way down I'm flipping off everybody that let me drop
I'm gon' k** ‘em, videotape it and make em watch
Circle the block, 3:46 no time wasted
Before he shot communicated in sign language
I'm on a road I never been on
Ironically I know my way around so let me spin on professional
Up in a room I play a tune from my MacBook
f** a white glove I leave prints like bad crooks
I'm in a nightmare, me and [?] walk into a place I never been to
Everybody'll get you
Pay a price and then leave like a movie you can't sit through
n***as can't rap why the f** they even attempt to?
Bodies of water can't swim through, call Colombus
My phone broke I'm robbin' banks lookin' for numbers
Only working for summers, b**hes with bad bodies
The car crash ain't hurt, but sh** the cla** got me
Where's Rocky when Bullwinkle be bullsh**tin'?
I see demons on my timeline pull-pittin'
I told 9th I'm in full rhythm I told Phil I got this
So if you want a sub in the pool pimpin'
Rock-a-bye baby me and my lady be fly high
Twisted, we hippies in the sixties wearin' tie-dye
Cut the parachute and tell em “skydive”
A angel outside of the gate waving at me every time I fly by
My first 48 k's turn to a sci-fi
Another letter to open, that's word to Cyhi, I mean that's word to Ca$h
Verbalizing that high five what up to HU rockin' umbrellas in the ma-tai
That's bottom sh**, somewhere probly hanging like bottom lips
On the top floor getting top from your bottom b**h
No second round, not even a bottom pick
Every pit that I fall in is bottomless
Tell me what your problem is?
When I die will my city throw a party as big as Christopher Wallace's?
I need more than sixteen, feelin' like Andre
d**h threats was just a side, now for the entree
From treetopping to box to Bombay
Like how the f** he go from Sean May to Kanye?
Oakland n***a