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Rip Krys and Reed
This sh*t like a lifestyle but treat it like a religion or something
This the high-life you can say I live it up
Whole lot of lean in my fu*king cup
B*tch I'm deuce four n*gga I'll throw it up
Like propellers and elevators we going up
Long as money is on the schedule I'm showing up
For a chance to live this way you would kill yourself
B*tch I'm high as the heavens feel like I live in hell
Big wave and I got this b*tch surfing
Can't slime me ima big serpent
Deep off in that water like a sea urchin
I can take yo b*tch create another person
She don't want purse she say she want a Percocet
I'm tryna run it up and thumb through hundreds on a jet
B*tch I want some money i aint concerned about no sex
I done been up in the cut like a damn surgeon
Tree-fit round my head like a fu*king turban
Picture me and Bright swerving in Suburban
Tweaking off that xan going up splurging
I was the only one up when the plug pulled in
I can't post up on the block cause these niggas going fed
Rip to Reed can't get yo image out my head
I do this sh*t for Krys and b*tch I'm rocking til I'm dead
Holding onto sh*t that'll never reach the surface
I was running in that house and I was determined
Boy these n*ggas be talking and without a purpose
If I give you all the knowledge would you really learn it
Play this sh*t cool when the world burning
When the crystalline glass falling from the firmament
Or it shift up off the axel and it stop turning
Heart of gold EP