I wake up in the morning folgers
the world is on my back big boulders
but i dont mind i carry all weight
i stand on my own with a can of paint
i dont shake i just spray
graffti on my mind ya that shit is cray
that is old school this my new new
Whats up kid cudi?
where you been too?
i wont retire like brett farve
31st so youre face i will carve
whats up pumpkin?
where your seeds go?
Im 1 seventy five ya i speed bro!
in my white damn truck
all i do is stunt oops i meant we
whats up scotty p?
wheres your fade at?
growing hair supper long like way back
ice cream cake i like it frozen
earthquakes shatter the world that im holding
you wanna get with me well youre golden
ask my whole crew they say that we are loaded
not in money but we fucked up
ask the boy too ya we fucked up
i walk off
like get at me
a hardcore kinda guy
yo really
im soo silly
Just free willy
i can get it in like a fake id
so get like me
i said do it now
where you at youngblood?
no eye brow
we go
so slow
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