Money, Power, Love

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Let me chill, i'm smoking kill
Music low, i'm bumping still
I'm pumping steel, bout to close a deal
I never feel, But thats not real
Novacane, I'm getting chills
I turn a pop a few pills for the thrill
They tell me rep it for the ville
I'm just tryna keep it trill for my boys back home
Let 'em know i mean every word In this song
Girl bring that ass here, I see you hitting bongs
I know you the one for me, I been watching long
girl, what we smoking got me faded, told if its real let me take it
Then she said lets get away and find a basement
Just to let you know what went down, it was blazin'
i'm faded
 
Money, power, love, pussy and vacation
Got me blowing reefer, yeah i'm chiefing, yeah we made it
Looking like a mess, but i'll go down as the best
If you here for me tonight, can you be down for the rest
Can you roll with me tonight, thats the test
We can look into the future if we're blessed
I can honestly say i'm blessed
Drunk out my mind, don't know which way is west
I'll just throw out a guess, maybe hook up with a tess
this the end of a verse let me rest.
 
Nightmares looking more and more dangerous
Day dreams coming more and more shaded
Money talks but I can't tell what its saying
I don't wanna get involved, i don't wanna say shit
This the reason for the night, so why we always hatin'
Lets just kick back and relax, cause its cold, and i'm satan
Don't know what i'm facing, girl you so amazing
Way we smoking sticky, got me icky
Now i'm irie, Feeling firey, Writing in my diary
Searching for the other side of me
i'm fine to be the greatest human anatomy of casuality
My momma told i would always be the greatest
She saw that side of me, now i've imply that i'm gon be
The greatest full anomaly thats ever shot the scene
So hit me when you find a rocket team
We can rule the world if thats fine with you b
 
Uh new denims on my seams
It was written in the stars so it seems
My team, we fien, for the greatest, the latest
We the absolute favorites,
Now my mind is getting jaded
I'm faded, i'm faded
Always wanted to be famous
Never wrote a song, always made a playlist
So when you see me in hong kong, you know that i'm rated
The best of the best, the hottest of the century
My mind is always ripping these so called memories
My kin to me eating from a different tree
I feel like i grew up from a different seed
They say that young boy A, is a mystery

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aaronj
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