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chillinit - walk the line كلمات أغنية

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[verse 1]
we blowin ganja, smoke nirvana like it’s punk rock
and never beg your pardon, james harden with these jump shots
jump off the tour, invest the money in drug spots
the hands clean, scheming, i’m dreaming ’bout what my son’s got
give a mother_f_ck if a motherf_cker will f_ck off
buds rocked, ashes to ashes, we tryna dust off
i love my girl but i’m feeling there might be love lost
’cause i get a plane every day and i make the young dosh
sticks and stones, drop at st for b
she got them bricks and bones, jacks got mе tapped, you’ll see me switching phones
wе only f_ck the mean girls that on that lindsey lo’
better know, give up the druggin’ or else your b_tch could go
flying so much, my body clock has lost the plot
4am i board the plane, 3am i’m hopping off
wifey sick and tired, “blakey, when’s it gonna stop?”
’cause i must provide, little lion knows we gotta pop
three in the morning with reefer and demons calling
we import it, keep it smart while i’m rolling like stephen hawking
sick of touring, f_ck fame, tell ’em that this fame is heavy
blade runners, blowing eighteen hunnids like i’m dave and headie
making $40k, turned it to 148
throw it on the mortgage, grab tequila and we pour it straight
used to be a junkie doing nothing while i snort the plate
rather keep it hunnid for my son and wife and all my mates
mate, i’m smoking fine on some kobe bry’
homie’s only thirty but i’m working ’til i’m forty_five (forty_five)
first thing, i’ll do my verse and then we talk the price
f_ck it, it’s johnny cash, my bro we walk the line
[verse 2]
me and woody say what’s goodie, turn the volume up
d_ck her so deep that i’m holding her where her molar touch
my son give me energy like the solar plug
i’m up and down, fighting through chemistries of bipolar love
my baby keep the paper in the stroller tucked
rappers ain’t a joint but we smoke ’em if they can roll with us
it’s to the point that i flip it like motorola’s does
devil’s on my body, i’m worried he’s got a hold of us
f_ck, i still weight it on my mini scales
rolling up a doobie while lupi was counting ticket sales
wanna ride with us? sorry bro, ship has sailed
better learn to live and learn, than you say you lived and failed (real talk)
fam over gram in the city suite
rap life’s made it to the symphony but we bittersweet
so when i k!ll the beat, is the beat k!lling me?
will i find my inner grind, while i lose my inner peace?
peace

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