After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment
Twenty million with the end destination of a rapper, and,
Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend
Give them something to live for instead of the week end,
Girl i know you like that, you crazy
They tryna see the end of me
Full of luck, end up with a severed head and coconuts
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
I've never been one for spoiling the end of a book,
Since nautica was popular than popular for good
Because at the end of the day,
Yeah ain't that what the song say
Smoke another bowl, forget it by the end of the night.
I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light
Start beef bigger then your spouse
Guess this is the end of the whitehouse
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