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I got this, they don't want this I walk this like a dog is sexed down to beat They lights getting foggy, they can't see the street Get up off me, she's feeling the heat Feed my body, fatting my meat Their eyes bug out like squeezing a hamster I start to shout, I become the master There's no doubt that we know laughter Hit my car and sped off I couldn't think this gets me lost I wanna sit, wanna curl up in a ball In a corner and start to fall Out of order, I hear you called in, I reload her When I hit the wall, now it's turning There's no control Tires burning likе a big a** bowl F**ked up and hungry, struck up some money And matchеs, blunts, ziplocked bags, honey And incense intense cycles commence Through dense outdoor stench in the pocket of my hoodie Where we smoked the whole length Instead of food on the plate Smolder blunts of doja in cold blurs of vision through the windowshield Men peel, feeling steel Nature of existence, grab your shield Put on my d**kies, and my derby Hit the store, in no hurry All the faces that I see before me Are dead ones, spirits, and stories Down to love it and leave her without warning Proudly lose our lives in the morning Got off the track, and found the fortune Get it rolled, now get it burning Blaze the love for the edge, ain't no turning Back to back with my belief The highlands be earned unless you wish em on a leash She know it's hard A rover I peak on the land I starve, see them half there In front of the bar Got in my head and started my car Finished the deal like a shooting star
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