No service at no bu That's a time to write Time to kill no bae to live this life Touch down lax to the bay Just to touch down for three days Good sleep Now I look over my shoulder See a good beach Shorty next to me talking my head off Wanna prove she a good bitch Lying out her neck bout hip hop Don't even know a good beat They got me on another list to get to the patio Gon take em an hour yo Barkeep throw me a Hendricks n tonic This is not neat, still This white broad more thirsty than me Shit we must be on the same thing On reverse or something I'm tryna find a wife, her maybe a check For a check up Really don't give a fuck Knowing that I’m next up Just here to taste the tacos Lil Tacos cute like a pussy Ha I laugh but that gushy I crave. Been months of Sundays I digress gotta flex Just invesst stack the paper get no rest I'll sleep across the checkered King me it's checkers Best curls or best curves Girl the fuck you so reckless I ain't even check all my text's Some chick claiming Texas Found my line Green texts like it's nexus Slide right for the rally’s Turn southern cal to tally Whatever tho the breeze too nice All these naysayers ain't even seen this life Waited to spit cause the actions respected They slinging that mud My flow disinfects it Now it's Summertime Sundress season eye candy everywhere I keep the game on hush Swear I push up the street See a dozen buttercups Black butterflies grateful and humble Don't test you no want no rumble Ain't pressed for it baby But it tastes good You say you got that But you fakin on my hood Basics get the seat eject Haters Queens wanna hop in my seats expect they get to exactly their spec my ejac like a flask in they dress sneaking sips off my metal boba straw She hee haw bucking like a bronco Man this breeze too nice For your hull shit Man this beat too nice For yo bull shit I ain't stressing you Baby notiications off I ain't seeing you Riding down pacific highway mind is on better things Turn the noize down I ain't hearing you Only loud I need is just my weed These girls in they yoga pants Got me sweating feeling like howling Shit, I think I scare em Riding up with this music blaring Three six ugk pimp c declaring Every lyric like I memorized for set Then gon pull up to the vegan spot Like Yo, you drink pressed? Shit these naps in my hair don't really give a fuck I don't check in no desk I take naps when I want See these girls walking past Sippin cold coffee thick shades Making my day by the way her hips sway Remember actions feel better than whatever you say Mind stuck on r n b divas Man ain't shit ever change They gon drive you crazy Then they gon turn it to sangin' Shorty slide let me slang don't go stealing my sayings We want the same thi-ng nah ain't tryna race you I want you around So I won't have to erase you Let you expire – replace you When all I'm thjnkjng about is just having a taste'uh'you Let's really take it slow then Baby let us start Cause the people already gunning Tryna break us before we chart Can't put a price tag on a heart

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All my bad birches say yerr Workin real hard the fifteen and the first Don’t stop just do it how ya does’t Take a lil second just shout out ya curves With ya flat chest and ya fat ass Throw it back. I’m with that With ya big rack and flat bac Yea motorboat with them milksacks Full figured pencils and whatever You just ya mans dream Got love for ya Just groove with it Ya know what I mean Take a second let it air out Make my nose flare out The money what I care bout Don’t be all up in my ear If you send no check out To me Niggas spying on my GroupMe Swear my phone is hot So I jot plots like napkin thoughts Wipe it off and toss Past life boss Better graphics now Holographic flaow Inspire new flotuses Walking in cursive shit That’s what the purpose is Ladies is ferverent These niggas I birtheded Gave my last fuck over a decade ago

A visionary i awake with my palm on my balls Know I’m a man Still not a psychic Truth teller should carry license Waken bake my mind thru space Watch the world might make a take I dumb it down to teach ya later Cleanse my spirit lord From the darts of haters Spirit armored call me samurai I Live forever My chick glamorized State of the world is so devilish Summertime in the city Brag on bags tags they relish it I give you this compelling shit want all my team fully equipped We been down from the first day now scared to pick the phone like it sally Mae Crazy my family might hear me on a track before they hear me on the phone And that’s so crazy if you count all my streams Tell me am I chasing waterfalls Well I feel the mist man it’s like a balm Damn, getting harder to stay out my feelings Holding down my side of all my dealings Put on that front impervious Just a solo nigga don’t know who to trust They gon question if I’m rich enough Making music onthoa cracked screen My Two Beemers done come and gone Lost a girl I was gon marry We was splittin costs so The change fucked up my credit That’s my bad I put too much thinkin I knew where we were headed Rap money so slow I crazy hustle for dough Keep this therapeutic shit Right outta my sou

Ryan wood your sensei No fear in this dojo No flee in this dojo Loyalty in this dojo Honor all in my mojo Flashing lights I meant strobe Fresh off that mentos Whoda thought ya find this wonder rhymer With a smile leave ya blinded aint no diamonds Eyes up to the sky for diamonds Say four diamonds then say Ryan like four times and then rewind it Forget your your troubles Just light another one Forget your sorrows The joy comes with the sun When I spark the m j By my lonely I be chiefin Blasting this chill lo-fi thru my speaker Feeling like a chief when I spear em Run with it or fear em Got the World beating down on my chest On the quest of perfection not stress Must keep my cool nothing less Yea I know hates love to test Only the heat make me sweat Yea im only human epidermis gettin wet Yea Reflect the best then perplex all the rest Shout out to Reston and Vienna my ole frenz Joy is forever little buddy problems end Will you get the glory Well that all depends Shit go with the cliche tho stay low and stack your ends I’m fixated on luxury And minimize depend ing So fix your lips to say that my wealth is steady building Rpt chorus

Hot Coal Fire Where do you hide your secrets and lies Lulita got a white dress Her momma so proud Grandma right behind Glowing eyes full of pride Watching baby girl hit her stride Three generations all on the same path Lulita got her momma ol bag Keeps all her stories inside If you could hear the yell as it flops at her side If only Grammy knew how she bought that dress Maybe she be less impressed They passed the shame out the zip to another fanny pack Sara got around her back all her secrets and lies All surprised by the lines of the preacher Looking thru their souls Poetically to teach em Use the same stories passed down Flipped around just to reach em Polarized from the pedestal Sara jumped up her soul in duress She don’t know how to confess Office hours every Wednesday pastor deep in her dress Street riddles grab the mental That punk shit we off that A born bitch is non fact The world manufact that She keep her secrets in her eyes So captivated by the people passing Like she wanna switch lives Off a whim when she see em gassed up I offer up a flower and she didn’t pass up we dance down afternoon delight She ain’t say she had a guy so now We both in on a lie What if you see my pain and how I’m searching before you feel these words I’m holdin Don’t believe me when I say your baby moms comes to me She forget you happily slob me down and brag all about my length So even if you thought it was you She couldn’t behave Not even your fault dawg and jumping in front that bullet Like a wound missing Salt keep it to ya self Don’t break ya own heart But still there’s my pain She ain’t even mention my name I don’t know how to confess What a crazy sat day night Heading to the church hummin another sat day night Get there a Lil early sit off to the right Bump into deacon Sherman at the water fountain like He must’ve seen the fade on my face in my eye Today he laughed and leaned in shook a lil baggie white inside Put his arm around me told me it was time to learn some things He told me about Sara, see to he and pastor she was their pusher Lines for lines they need a boost sometimes Service start my mind dazed I see deac with his family wife lulita & Grammy His wife has just fed me But what was fancy she proclaimed lulita Was a miracle unexplained baby Then it clicked her eyes and preachers Was more kin they shared the same facial features They ride it out in the bleachers Cause they They don’t know to confess

Swallowing spit Headed for a breakdown All up in the mix (I hope you’re) Ready for the shakedown I see butterflies and peridots Neon green and yellow yachts Designer fabric Designer plots Hella acres Golden pots Lush robes Scrambled eggs Money long Dijonnaise Pop quiz Don't to long (I hope you're ready for the shakedown) These are As You haters Ain't make decent grades So Jot note my plays Spark notes and change Report the floor Don't care ya kno Them girl got juggs But those are As Don't get mad, man Act your age Ready go wild Beast out the cage Feeling myself, these are the days Any lil' prollem gon dance away chorus Back on the beat like Rah keep comming Don't miss what it is Cause ain't what it wasn't Spit hot fire No flame retardant This the kinda jont You can break a heart wit Been broken hearted Don't get me started Now, My flow be Tantamount With greatness And I pace it Came in the game Mastered basics Ya can't hate this You Signed wait list Then waited Ya didn't know if you made this Don't fake shit Even more ain't even chance it Still jealous regretting with fear of missing out Could never tell you bout So they put ya down We gon dance it out chorus This is the part of the song where it goes like (rpt) chorus