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I've been getting paid doing what you can't
I be smoking hybrid strains any time of day
Aye, you better cop a plane to
Get me on the stage
But first I need a down payment
Need that right away
See, I'm never switching lanes
While they hitchhike
I'm just tryna cease the pain
Let it leave my eyes i got my hand up on my
Blade when the snakes bite
Talk right, walk left, right out my sight
Aye, out my mind, all the time, bitch
You think I'm lying?
Aye, I'm my light, in the dark
Always shining bright
I ain't got no time, play my part
Find my peace of mind
Piece of me? Knife to your heart
I'm the quiet type
I can spend it all, get it back
'cause I spend it right
I be off the wall, like some Vans
But they never white
I been through it all, good and bad
Just the other side
I know you ain't hard, bitch, you wack
But I see you try
It's just not enough, it's just not enough
It's just not enough, it's just not enough
It's just not enough, it's just not enough
It's just not enough, it's just not enough
It's just not enough
They sleeping on me like a sedative
That mean OmenXI I I is the medicine
Some people say that I'm heavensent
Others, they call me the reverend
You flexing but nobody benefit's
Not even you, it's so evident
You stressing 'bout all your defecit
I am a little more elegant
I got DROP DEAD on my clothing
My shoulder still feel frozen
At the house and I'm smoking
I really couldn't get colder
I got DROP DEAD on my clothing
My shoulder still feel frozen
At the house and I'm smoking
I really couldn't get colder
I got DROP DEAD on my clothing
My shoulder still feel frozen
At the house and I'm smoking
I really couldn't get colder
I got DROP DEAD on my clothing
My shoulder still feel frozen
At the house and I'm smoking
I really couldn't get colder
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