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smoked the buddish green i filled cup up wit purple lean hip hop trap stars in the scene wishing id spray my beats down clean went from being 12 to being eighteen ballin in the game aimin to ejaculate words for the same doesnt matter bout the fame mariguana burns like a insent stick shootin chemicals into my brain poppin smoke guns reloadin like a fiend Got out of the 4 do purple lambogein Held onto my goldin dimond chain necklace until i full fill this dream Jumped in the car it may seem we got 2 bags now where jettin off the beam Grabbed a pack of cigs hidden out the store now im fresh smokin a stoge one for the team Yeah gaizin back at the mirror rollin until im all clear fitten just in the spot but i dont care i know you all there Roastin with a glare poppin trunks gun it up Got music rollin up my melodys glowin up Spitten the truth until i follow drink n my cup shootin guns throwin flashbang stuns flowin to keep a hundreded dieing for the industry flickin lighters up put them up we from the same world of t