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

I ain't been in a minute
Cut the lights off I feel fantastic now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I I used 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 going with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature on
O D.
O. D. Everybody know me, even fans that resemble kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my girls love me like Seth Cohen,
So get a grip get a pour the X. O. in
I did want one these niggas to say that I'm not the
Pick a road where you drivin is not a lane
And rest in peace to Pimp C is not a game,
Taking the world no pinky just a lotta Brain
He to send them the shit that I'm on (Yeah)
You prolly have predicted I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of judgment is a officially
Up the air all the smoke from the swisha is blown
Ahh... I'm grown I'm grown I'm living in 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 high above your ass
And I can see it all, my balcony is
And wifey's (Bitches)
But moneys (Her)
Cause money's (Nothin)
My life is a (Blur)
That's not the way it has to go jus what I prefer
And do not disagree with me best you jus concur
I'm a legend with a that can't help but survive
Even when I fuckin die they bury me Alive...

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

O.D. O.D everybody me

McCoy:]
Oh no Travie high on again... (Wow)
Feel like I swallowed a whole of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I cry like tiny violins
In my best mode the pesmote the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when every blind is like the motherfuckin Watts riots out my pen
dam be easy I'm a get back
Gentleman with a use of syntax
And I done gave up the narcotics but I leave the crib without some xanax in my water... (Nope)
my name is Travie and I'm a life-aholic
Told'em all beats is like the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha)
The alpha to my Bruce wearing stripes on my candy
Worn without the other so for real without the brain
trooper like a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I tell ya and dandy man
Check his vital signs peeping off the meter man
I'm a forever in Neverland with Peter Pan
Fuck the nine out
I'm a a Amy Winehouse
Sipping Purple with Mary Jane girls in my house... (My House)
Isaiah I'm a see ya I get there
then hold me down like gravity it's Travie... Uno... Easy

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

It's

O.D. O.D everybody me

Factz:]
Ha I'm bout to overdose on life somebody please the weed
So if I comatose you won't have to ask for refer
If the things I seen through my Prada frames got me paid
me mane I'm cocky slave with 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 I'm Hugh Heff
Every other I need a blue net for group sex
Leaving with a bruise neck I yell whose next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line this is new fax take this crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey you mean) I'm promethazine fuck the queen
Sniff the white horse of success and let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my on life... (Then let'em dream)
Gotta catch the spot on my
First class of the aroma of the smoker life
Got me like a stoner, a zoner but nah never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy of I'm teasing every bum out
Hung out with celebrities from every drug
So you remember me say that I was strung out... (Mickey what you mean)
I'm a addict for the green cash I'm a O.D. so flip going to

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

O.D. O.D know me