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Searching for file (Bones) Always talk about money, like it mean something you way too funny Hope you get it in abundance spend it like you want it Go and tell me how you does it Salute me R.I.P. Stack Bundles See me play now they calling for a huddle I don't fight I don't get into a tussle I don't ever gotta flex no muscle Adrenaline running around my tracks No don't tell Bones to relax My feet up reclining rewinding to the day that we scrapped that cab 3 A.M, snow on the grass 3:06, we made them tracks Don't know how we made it back its a Fact that all I know's a regretful past Frostbite, cover my hands up to my face I don't feel a thing Frostbite, cover my hands up to my face I don't feel a thing Wait! Sitting in the back seat, where we going? I can't recognize one face anymore I don't know no one everything foreign Fuck it all somebody help me out