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And I'm a leave on one note
One motherfuckin note
It's like this... at him

I ain't been in a minute
Cut the lights off I fantastic right now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their foresights
Where this rapper with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on
O D.
O. D. Everybody me, even fans that resemble them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my them girls love me Seth Cohen,
So get a grip get a pour the X. O. in
I did want one these niggas to say that I'm not the
Pick a cause where you drivin is not a lane
And rest in peace to Pimp C is not a game,
Taking over the world no pinky just a lotta
He bout to send them the that I'm on (Yeah)
You prolly have predicted I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of judgment is a gone
Up into the air all the smoke the swisha is blown
Ahh... I'm grown I'm grown I'm living in this elevator zone
I'm up so high I'm never coming down and you say you got them but they never coming round
I got pent walls I stay high above your ass
And I can see it all, my is glass
And wifey's (Bitches)
But over (Her)
Cause under (Nothin)
My life is a (Blur)
not the way it has to go it's jus what I prefer
And do not disagree with me best you jus concur
I'm a legend with a legacy that can't help but
Even I fuckin die they gonna bury me Alive...

And I'm so
I my niggas from the hood to the beaches
I'm good gripping wood with all the features
Jesus my money straight no
P P P this
We got bottles here
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

O.D. O.D everybody me

[Travis
Oh no Travie on life again... (Wow)
Feel I swallowed a whole bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I wanna cry like violins
In my mode the pesmote enjoy the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when every blind is the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen
Iight dam be easy I'm a get
with a superlative use of syntax
And I gave up the narcotics but I can't leave the crib without some xanax in my water... (Nope)
Hello my name is Travie and I'm a
all these beats is like the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha)
The alpha to my Bruce wearing stripes on my candy
without the other so for real without the candy brain
Super trooper like a gun in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I ya fine and dandy man
Check his signs they peeping off the meter man
I'm a live forever in with Peter Pan
pulling the nine out
I'm a a Amy Winehouse
Sipping Purple Rain with Mary Jane in my house... (My House)
I'm a see ya when I get there
Until hold me down like gravity it's Travie... Uno... Easy

And I'm so
I brought my niggas the hood to the beaches
I'm living good wood with all the features
Jesus my money no creases
P P this
We got over here
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

Mickey

O.D. O.D everybody me

Factz:]
Ha I'm bout to on life somebody please pass the weed
So if I comatose tonight you have to ask for refer
If the things that I seen through my Prada frames got me
Watch me mane I'm cocky slave with this Rocky
I got I got my fames cluttered with bud
And this name of it is Fame and it's all up in my
Tyna suppress the too fresh feeling I got... yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex living like I'm Heff
Every other night I a blue net for group sex
Leaving with a bruise neck then I yell next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line this is new fax city this crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey what you mean) I'm promethazine the queen
Sniff the white horse of success and let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my on life... (Then let'em dream)
Gotta the spot on my flight
First class of the aroma of the smoker life
Got me a stoner, a zoner but nah it's never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of I'm every bum out
Hung out with celebrities from every drug
So when you remember me say that I was strung out... (Mickey you mean)
I'm a for the green cash I'm a O.D. so flip going to rehab

And I'm so
I brought my niggas from the to the beaches
I'm good gripping wood with all the features
Jesus my straight no creases
P P Peep
We got over here
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the floor we

O.D. O.D know me