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Pull up with some reefer louder then ya momma screaming Cubic zirconia in my ear but it's blinging Mala mamacita sound so pleasant when she singing She a top tier like grey goose got me spinning Winning is the goal also roll a couple cones Take that ganja to my lungs I'm so high I'm seeing clones Fresher then a pack of gum Eating runtz and smoking runtz I pick papers over blunts I pick cruising over stunts I like rapping with my brothers we all think a lil different but we mess together well even though we are different Lyrically I'm not the best but I strive to be close I remember being broke could only afford toast I applied for a loan worse decision my bro They gone ask for double back and try take what i own Now all I do is write songs when I can Release a song every single day is the plan Keep myself consistent Grinding is my mission Performing for a crowd is a wish I'm always wishing Smoke a vape every single day Lungs are prolly grey Lord I pray You just let me play basketball today I'm just rambling while I rap don't know what else to say but I know I'm flowing like river wanting my money bigger Pass the liquor Hope it's brown Ion like clear liquor Pass the liquor Hope it's brown Ion like clear liquor