Miles

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Look, I'ma make this album in a week.

Long as neck, keep feeding me trees.

As long as that, he feed me beats.

I got heat, peritted season, searchin' everything line about the sun.

All the bruh, you know the Connie's rep, as always, say.

I'm miles away, I'm miles a day, this horny, up in a highly wood and mildly famous.

Miley Cyrus on a miley, I don't judge, just smiling away.

And by the way, this ship ain't going shit just flowing out of me.

I'm proud to say, I got diarrhea in my diary.

My mind of lace, go fill a thousand pages up with absolutely.

My mind of lads bring out the state, unique as hard.

Oh, how can you say?

Cause yesterday you was a fucking punk and somehow now today.

You gonna go and pop that truck, but feel don't pump inside of me.

Your bitch, be looking at a nigga like the one that got away.

Your niggas looking at a nigga like the one.

Is that okay?

Or do you listen to see me breathless?

Watch my cigarette fly away.

Do what you must, I had a favorite deaf that shit just died a day.

Take a look, get the concrete.

See your flower emerged.

Pist us carried by the cow, as I got more power as it was.

Put my faith in the pin, let the ink wash all of my sins.

The just calling murder money, cause call it revenge.

You see, we all got a die someday.

White people dying and they sleep on niggas down from gunplace.

Will the lock on my name?

Feel free me for my change.

Free made a niggas roll of the� with mine from me.

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But make a franchise, mini drinks,

I have some creative funny schemes

They get the never what I need I will do anything

Cause when a guy's thinking the one that's silly, blame

And they can try to get it and we're just being done

So I can do it no sound but it can't stop

Plus and they get got a little people DM bro

And that's the kind of shit that they get you, you see it and flow

With a weird blow

I'm drifted with this ocean really y'all over the place

I caught a lot of ground and I've been keeping the cover for miles and turn hundreds

Send the thousands

And some millions

Yes I've changed the time over sacrifice and ther is a make-brain

And whoever you do of you who's living together

When the dog race cars I think they ain't never built real

Was that the boom, who won over time

I'm gonna do something my mother that the solution was got

Get up, hit it, let it shine

Never live in the life that's never answered my mind

What do you get mean? You turn to say I can't eat

I know what's the dream you turn to say I can't live

Turn to tell me that's got ain't my limits but I'm mean

I'm blue

Take a look at the concrete

See your flower emerged

Pist us carry by cabers

I got more power than it was

Put my faith in the pin that the ink was all in my sins

The just calling murder my niggas caught it for a fin

You see we all got a die someday

Somewhere white people dying and they sleep

My niggas die from gunplay

Will it the law car my name?

The freemey for my chains

Freemey the niggas roll up my way my remains

Get up, hit it, hit it, hit it

Get up, hit it, hit it

Get up, hit it, hit it

Get up, hit it, hit it

Get up, hit it, hit it

Get up, hit it

Get up, hit it

Water breathes, it show my mama's belly

To my mama's sneakers

Handable lack the seftown that garnish keeper

Baby with a garbage sweepers

Coffins are in the offices of all my teachers

We're awesome creatures right my chin and grumpy

Right on the walls of the heat

Often repers, nasty you laying a place

And we can all get deep with a myion past

That's quickly sticking the fear mine

Nickel we all call deeper

Coffing to me, bro love another bad one

That's what I call more beat up

My mama's gonna be top-pop

One of the people that's stuck today

I'm on this rock

And I'm used to two seders

A couple of breaks with moves

That I make your loser people

It's gonna star-sinko

But number that we are natural

You're gonna launch, speak a ho-ho

Put on your blinkers and y'all thought

Who was all demons

Sank the back with soft-off

Ranging news, ho-ho with all reasons

All seasons

All we need in this mystery wins

And all leaves and call easy

Marcus and Jeffrey Diver

Y'all can all eat

Ho-town

Hooks, niggas and I match

They say me's a ho-pa

And I'm born y'all smoking cigarettes

To laugh around and get your ho-pa

Take a look, yet they can't breathe

See your flower emers

Pist us carry by cab

Was I got more power as we were

Put my faith in the pin

That the ink was all in my sins

The just calling murder money

Because call it revins

You see we all got to die someday

Some way

White people dying

And they sleep on it

Cause they're from gunplay

Will it the law call my name

They're free me from my chains

Free me the nigga roll up the buck

With my remains

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