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[sw_nk daddy]
(yeah. sing a song…
_vocalizing instrumental_)

uh that’s right, i’m high, so tacked in the land
backslide so fly, hit back when i can
sac nights slow time, best bet is a grand
i can’t even lie, i don’t give a d_mn
about how the ballers bouncing cus i can barely stand
intoxicated by the visions, we believe in a plan
we roll a separate pair of dice
it’s ambition, i really never think it twice
it’s transition tryna move another flight
cus i’m a careless tenant
never really think about the fight cus i know who’s gon win it
come home, come roll with ike
i just want a visit from day to day life resonates inside my rhythm
another chamber of night, opposites attract a frictional motion that be dependant upon a pimp’s position
we get h_lla high and lose track of our positions
and bring every pound of irrelevancy to their existence
at mind, losing ourselfs at a time
making a rendezvous, an one of a kind
that’s right, i’m high, high all of the time
[mxlplx]
braying down rum, work hard and get high
f_ck til you cum, have all to do year by
hustling in my sicken, better whip the mule dark side
touch the end, begin to gain trickle more than you die
the loosest loops of all that you golden riders don’t swerve
take it til you sw_ng, get off the side, ways tend to curve
try to take it easy, make it easy on your nerves
from bearing back to nowhere off the head of the green earth
memory out the window, everything is so simple
load a boat, feel a ripples
floating hope down a little, not too much
wanna feel it, gotta know
how they heat will touch my guts
when i k!ll it, when i rush
like a soldier finna c_ck it back and feel it like tomorrow don’t exist!
what’s happening, what’d i missed when they had to slit my wrists?

[g rider]
watch people fall and probably don’t go as planned
success is like riding in the sand
unless you in you’re striving, victory will be fleeting
heart is still pumping while your body’s bleeding
barely breathing, smoking all these blunts
keep on riding til your battleship is sunk
do what you feel and you’re bound to be wrong
try to stay real, you’ll be stuck in one song
exhaustion and defeat turned my lead into hatred
freedom into savory, limitation ages us
on up and down, a madman crazy lost and fresh
rebel with your intellect, remember that you’re blessed
lazy and so hazy, saying “baby, baby”
hacino me a la de call me de esta noche…

- fyre

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