Apart

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[Verse] Doing me wrong and I'm serving ties Pull up with gang and seventy guys I do not aim, I just go fire Pop me a xan, I'm feelin' tired Spend a few bands I gotta stop I go put shot on the rocks Shorty gone do what I say I got that hoe in a box I'm punchin' in an oclock With a leatherman all like a jock I used ride on a redline Like a young nigga watchin' his stocks I had linked up with a stripper She got the body like model Know a couple young niggas That pull up and wet up your house for half of a bottle I know some niggas in jail but me I done been in asylum I know some niggas that be too emotional They dont be thinking with logic I know some niggas that fall for the okay-doe They won't survive on the island I think my weed be louder than me I just be moving in silence How could you fuck up the family tree We was supposed to be silent All of this time you hated on me Nigga you ain't really bout it All these feelings I feel for you I don't know what to call it I'm not trying sign for no little ass bands I need a million dollars Smoking exotic, I'm moving robotic My boxers they saying Giuseppe Zanotti I got a problem, I'm smoking biscotti When I'm feelin' sad the drugs revive me I feel alone when I'm in this world I'm looking around like nobody got me I'm too young to get in the club But I'm in this bitch and off of a molly I date a model, she from Australia She is a oxy but she is a hotty Somebody help me I took a shot but I'm poppin these pills like I'm poppin an ollie I could of headshot but I wanna watch him fall So I'm just poppin his body I could of fucked her but I really wanna fuck you So I'm just dodgin' these thotties She won't believe me its all my fault Give me a cup and a lil wok heart Would be wrong if I broke your heart This is not music this is my thought Give me a pat like I'm Brett Favre I started crying so I'm less hard I pop me a bean, I'm going to mars I dance with the devil, I see in the dark I came here to sleep without seeing the stars She got a friend can't tell em apart Foreign hoes, I want foreign clothes, I want foreign cars Foreign shows, I want foreign shows, I want the foreign charts Thought I was gonna go up in flames Now I'm just going hard
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- Surf