linens

Yeah The smell of morning dew never felt so alive I be riding, Dirty Hit the court, just to Curry slide, 30 Eternal pain, never concerns me I wrap the purple up, in a purple Dutch, just to feel worthy I hope I never meet the girlies, that used to curve me Amatory temptations never got my best, it got the rest of me Play-Doh oddment, leaking out my cubbie Only God above me It's hondeezy what I'm driving Until I put my time in My rhymes in The thoughts of me whipping in an Alfa got hella excited Propeller ignited When I hop on a beat It's like a lake to a deer For these rappers, it's just an alleyway to a fear Ignorance, when they throwing hate to a peer I hate to interfere But this destiny never felt this clear I been waiting, had patience for the storm to arrive This the storm of the year Yeah