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, this the song i wrote if i died, i was on the 50 mile doing 9-5, beating the pussy like he ain't got 9 lives, and i'm high, mix ciroc and some blunts, cause you only live once, cause you only live once, once, once, white girl wasted, my wife girl hate it, 'cause when i'm faded i just wanna, see her naked, adjust adjacent, like baby let me see your matrix, kama sutra, back to basics, since i was on the go, back to the block, 105 on, started bumpin' hard knock, i looked at my nigga fly, as my heart dropped, sedan in front swervin' as the car stopped, in that split second, my foot steppin' breakin', i thought to myself, i always knew that i would make it, all it took was patience, and now i'm on the stations, luckily i made it right before my life was taken, it was too good to be mistaken for happiness and riches, people callin' my phone, like they happy that we did it, little did they know i was 'bout to meet my maker, till an angel came down and told me that my time was later, riiiiiight, fuck it, pass the deuce, 'member creepin' through the 'jects, had to, stash the deuce in my 40 'low boots, international, my bread is well earned, l's burn, smash hoes in melboure, light skinned jawn, look like chanel imon, one night, got her hooked, like i'm heroin, vintage vans and puffin' on chron, posted, lookin' like a slimmer daron, give me some to a 112 song, smoke a nigga like a newport long, pass off to my man, be a baton, 'cause it ain't no if fun if the homies don't get none, right, it's like ballin' on a bitty, bunch of bad bitches from different cities, illest niggas in new yiddy, kush god, joey bada$$, relax and stack the skrilly, late night cruisin', fusing the green with the cuban, so swift we moving through clouds intruding, celestial nubians, known them since, i was a brand nubian and they influenced him, and now it's new beginnin's, catch me sinnin' in sin city, sittin' and spinnin' and spittin' in ya city, swimmin' in ya bitty, fuckin' the kitty and breasts, got protection in the vest, but still penetrate correct, confess, i got the remedy for these bitches, the jack and the sack and ejac and some intellect, and all we do is flex on the weekends, they upset cause i learned how to flex on the weakest, and in my strength they drenched in they trenches, the face of my terrace is gold, leaving fences and the coal, and i know all you nigga's weaknesses, through my threshold, sight on some instinctive shit,
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Artist: joey bada$$