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zoom zoom smoking. my tires what's that's smell robber burning in my pocket don't fight the filling get out ya filling its a hard not life if ya aint willing or filling the words coming out my mouth bitch iam from the south hard headed were we swang wide excuses me driving with out ID under age with armore 380 mentality I don't give a fuck mind frame. time change time fly iam out of here fuck a rear view i aint looking back you mad at that don't be Moe money Moe guns if you straight up strap up aint no running from no gun they past the law were you got the right to bear arm.look out jack its a bird its a plan.hell Niall its a drume.get off ya phone get back in ya zone.How you gone look up to me see eye to eye.when ya head down in ya phone texting.you better off not knowing the truth. but it will set you free only birds get out of jail for free from what I was told different strokes for different folks I done been were tripple diget numbers stop sin.take a spin turn around for its to late.aint ya daddy aint ya mama.iam the truth its never to late.whats the misere of grate wipe ya eyes it aint the madder.steveie wonder how you do that can't you see ya eyes wide open so how did you miss the bigger picture.take a brake trying to be hard its to late you come from a line of soft .stay in ya place out here aint safe. click quick by my self me 223 iron sharpen iron.yo kin can be ya enemy