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Smoking shit, drinking Henny Tripping shrooms, I fuck a lot Die a G, living too fast You hate me yo chick lust for me Corona in my hand on the corner Sip slow sip blacked out like a coma Surrounded by so many folks but I'm still a loner I don't got shit to say when they talk I'm just zoning A introverted kid since birth fuck a friend You kicking with him now but it's you in the end Why you faking like you sad when you got it all made Mama in your house, daddy get them bills paid Why you faking like you mad when you got no shit to hate Living middle class with a stacked dinner plate There once was a time when I lived privileged Daddy had to die and my mama took a trip Mane I'm fucked up Smoke Drink Trip Fuck Die Live Hate Lust Smoke Drink Trip Fuck Die Live Hate Lust Smoking shit, drinking Henny Tripping shrooms, I fuck a lot Die a G, living too fast You hate me, yo chick lust for me Smoking shit, drinking Henny Tripping shrooms, I fuck a lot Die a G, living too fast You hate me, yo chick lust for me Came a long way till the fame Couldn't believe in faith now I'm living self made Motherfucker talk a lot of shit then get on up in the grave If you really thinking it then say it to my face I mean it, mean it Never think twice about decisions I made And I damn sure do not hesitate To put a motherfucker in they place I'm drinking and thinking about my life And all the shit I have been lucky guy Don't got a thing to do with it and so me and my trusty brain Learned a little bit of Buddha too I just meditated I find my true calling in the space so I levitated Like Smoke Drink Trip Fuck Die Live Hate Lust Smoke Drink Trip Fuck Die Live Hate Lust Smoking shit, drinking Henny Tripping shrooms, I fuck a lot Die a G, living too fast You hate me yo chick lust for me Smoking shit, drinking Henny Tripping shrooms, I fuck a lot Die a G, living too fast You hate me yo chick lust for me Smoking shit, drinking Henny Tripping shrooms, I fuck a lot Die a G, living too fast You hate me yo chick lust for me ("Everyone has a pre-ordained position And everyone is in their place except for you.") ("That's what people in the best place say to people in the worst place) (There's not a soul on this train who wouldn't trade places with you.") ("Would you trade places with me?") ("Fuck you.") ("Curtis, dear boy, the fact is that we are all stuck, We are all prisoners in) ("Population must always be kept in balance. For optimum balance, however, there have been times when more radical solutions were required. When the population needed to be reduced, rather... drastically. ") (We don't have time for true natural selection.)
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