I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million
He's the part of me that drinks when the days are done.
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,
That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase
Never had fights even on the coldest of days
Give them something to live for instead of the week end,
Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent
I can't stand the idiotic ideas of peoples these days
My music is like confetti rain when you win a race
Those october days, we'd explore the fields of wonder
Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for
Putting up with 5 days of school only to live it for the week,
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
You wife ain't shit, we g'd her
The days of our adventure
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