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Kush got me Yeah Really Right Yeah Colorful money in different currencies, fuck with me Baggin' up inside of the DoubleTree, comfortably (Uh-huh) Dead blocks, was only me and the tumbleweeds Had a hundred, they funneled me, it was fun for me (Right) Take what and leave the what? Bare fuckery (Bare fuckery) Pussy ho runnin' a muckery (Uh-huh) Luckily, I'm sucker free, good in my own company (Right) I was on a solo mission Me and Soulo been tight since my Polo visions (Uh) Crackin' Actavis seals, I don't do no more sippin' (Ah) Still a master with the P's and I don't know no limits Yeah, through the ticker tapе, it's a photo finish Dumped some dollars in my little homiе coco business (Uh) Just a couple senseis and a dojo with it Legendary nigga, so prolific You know what time it is Ah, yeah Ayy Uh, man Letras de cancionesSoul-O Went from Dale's Liquor to delis in the Bronx, nigga LAX to JFK, or LaGuardia, nigga From the East Coast to the East Coast I walk light, but I still step heavier than all of you niggas My OG Rugby Thompson had me in Harlem Me and Doe doubled back then, had him in Carson (True story) That's why we locked in to the death We was hidin' the TEC while double-cuppin' the Hi-Tech Before you new niggas knew what outside was Ayo, Smoke (What's happenin'?) Where the fuck is Shipes' buds? (Hahaha) Right (Right) Off a molly or a quiet, droppin' prophecies of quiet, the original premier Rock was rollin' 'Woods quickly, cream, I chase infinitely Breakin' breads with Shipes, everything kosher over here And that was yesteryear If I'm lyin', then I'm flyin', bitch You know what time it is Folk Yeah, yeah, uh On my way to Berlin Yeah, rest in peace DoeBurger, I'm lightin' another one just for him Yeah We are the era Cool culture will never die Yeah Light another one, put some clouds in the sky Yeah We goin' ten for ten Yeah Let's work, the 10/10 It's the voice of the plant with another passport stamp Yeah Put that out, the kids is comin' From Letras Mania