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And I'm a leave on one more
One more note
It's like this... at him

I ain't been here in a
Cut the lights off I fantastic right now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their foresights wrong
Where this rapper with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on
O D.
O. D. Everybody know me, fans that resemble them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Cohen,
So get a get a glass pour the X. O. in
I did want one niggas to say that I'm not the same
Pick a road cause you drivin is not a lane
And rest in peace to Pimp C is not a game,
Taking over the world no pinky a lotta Brain
He to send them the shit that I'm on (Yeah)
You prolly could have I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of is a officially gone
Up into the air all the smoke the swisha is blown
Ahh... I'm I'm grown I'm living in this elevator zone alone
I'm up so high I'm never coming down and you say you got hoes but they never coming round
I got pent house walls I stay high your ass
And I can see it all, my balcony is
And wifey's (Bitches)
But over (Her)
money's under (Nothin)
My is such a (Blur)
That's not the way it has to go jus what I prefer
And do not disagree with me it's best you jus
I'm a legend with a legacy that can't but survive
Even when I die they gonna bury me Alive...

And I'm so
I brought my niggas the hood to the beaches
I'm good gripping wood with all the features
Jesus my straight no creases
P P P this
We got over here
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

O.D. O.D know me

[Travis
Oh no high on life again... (Wow)
Feel I swallowed a whole bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So I wanna cry like tiny violins
In my best mode the pesmote the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when blind is like the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen
Iight dam be I'm a get back
Gentleman a superlative use of syntax
And I done gave up the narcotics but I can't leave the without some xanax in my water... (Nope)
my name is Travie and I'm a life-aholic
Told'em all these beats is the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha)
The alpha to my Bruce stripes on my candy cane
Worn without the other so for real the candy brain
trooper like a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I tell ya fine and man
Check his vital signs they off the meter man
I'm a live in Neverland with Peter Pan
Fuck the nine out
I'm a a Amy Winehouse
Sipping Purple Rain with Jane girls in my house... (My House)
Isaiah I'm a see ya when I get
Until then hold me down like gravity it's Travie... Uno...

And I'm so
I brought my niggas from the to the beaches
I'm living good gripping with all the features
Jesus my straight no creases
P P Peep
We got bottles here
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
over there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

It's

O.D. O.D everybody me

[Mickey
Ha I'm bout to overdose on life somebody please pass the
So if I comatose tonight you have to ask for refer
If the things that I seen through my Prada frames got me
Watch me mane I'm cocky slave this Rocky chain
I got I got my cluttered with this bud
And this name of it is and it's all up in my blood
Tyna suppress the too feeling I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex living like I'm Heff
Every other night I need a blue net for sex
Leaving with a neck then I yell whose next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line this is new fax city take this crack ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey what you mean) I'm fuck the queen
Sniff the horse of success and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my high on life... (Then dream)
Gotta catch the on my flight
First class known of the aroma of the smoker
Got me a stoner, a zoner but nah it's never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my out sippin Remy conceited of I'm teasing every bum out
Hung out with celebrities from every house
So when you remember me say that I was strung out... (Mickey you mean)
I'm a addict for the cash I'm a O.D. so flip going to rehab

And I'm so
I brought my niggas from the to the beaches
I'm living good wood with all the features
my money straight no creases
P P Peep
We got bottles over
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
over there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the floor we

O.D. O.D everybody me