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

I been here in a minute
Cut the lights off I feel fantastic now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let know their foresights wrong
Where this going with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on
O D.
O. D. Everybody me, even fans that resemble them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my them love me like Seth Cohen,
So get a get a glass pour the X. O. in
I did want one these to say that I'm not the same
Pick a cause where you drivin is not a lane
And rest in peace to C life is not a game,
Taking over the world no just a lotta Brain
He bout to send them the that I'm on (Yeah)
You could have predicted I'm on (Yeah)
My of judgment is a officially gone
Up into the air all the smoke the swisha is blown
Ahh... I'm grown I'm grown I'm living in this elevator zone
I'm up so high I'm coming down and you say you got them 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 over (Her)
money's under (Nothin)
My life is a (Blur)
not the way it has to go it's jus what I prefer
And do not disagree with me best you jus concur
I'm a legend with a legacy that help but survive
Even when I fuckin die they bury me Alive...

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

O.D. O.D know me

McCoy:]
Oh no high on life again... (Wow)
Feel like I swallowed a bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I wanna cry like tiny
In my best the pesmote enjoy the silence... (Shh)
the violence, how when every blind is like the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen
Iight dam be easy I'm a get
Gentleman with a superlative use of
And I done gave up the but I can't leave the crib without some xanax in my water... (Nope)
Hello my name is Travie and I'm a
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
Super like a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I tell ya and dandy man
Check his vital signs they peeping off the man
I'm a live forever in Neverland with Pan
Fuck the nine out
I'm a pull a Amy
Sipping Purple Rain 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 good gripping wood with all the features
Jesus my money straight no
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

Mickey

O.D. O.D everybody me

[Mickey
Ha I'm bout to overdose on life please pass the weed
So if I comatose tonight you won't have to ask for
If the things that I through my Prada frames got me paid
Watch me mane I'm cocky slave with this Rocky
I got I got my fames cluttered this bud
And this name of it is Fame and all up in my blood
Tyna suppress the too fresh I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex living I'm Hugh Heff
other night I need a blue net for group sex
Leaving with a bruise neck then I whose next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line this is new fax city take crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey what you mean) I'm promethazine fuck the
Sniff the white horse of and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
match my high on life... (Then let'em dream)
Gotta catch the on my flight
First class known of the aroma of the smoker
Got me like a stoner, a but nah it's never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of I'm teasing every bum out
Hung out with celebrities every drug house
So when you remember me say that I was out... (Mickey what you mean)
I'm a for the green cash I'm a O.D. so flip going to rehab

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

O.D. O.D everybody me