Savage life
SlimzyGoCrazy ayyYea walkin down the street Tellin kids dont beat their meat Now im rhyming on the beat and im tryna make it sweet got my mind up in the clouds and i think without a doubt that if u never stop the work then u dont got time to pout Thinkin stuff everyday always getting my pay i just wished i had clout if i dont i go pout 100 bands thats my count u dont wanna kno how fake people on my back anyway anyhow always up to no good ever since i left the hood always asking am i good yea im always misunderstood always spreadin stuff out always think without a doubt You LeBron has the gout Hittin balls like Mike Trout my life is too crazy cuz jordan go brazy my niggas are lazy they just makin babies i always smell daises it make me go crazy take care of my baby you kno i am wavy im pacey pacey please come and save me aways act hacey ship me to the navy past the gravy wyd lately u kno i just want to see u baby baby baby u kno my shot is green always dressin clean wish i could drink lean closin out the scene shorty on my couch we gon vegg it out kno wut im all about we gonna logout whippin lambos down the street that would be very neat i just wish i could meet a girl thats very very sweet before close this out u just gotta kno how now u know all they ways how i live day by day u kno that jordan go brazy the life of SlimzyGoCrazy
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You are not wavy frank
“100 bands that’s my count” but you still got a droid
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