| You put lies on the line
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| Shoestring ties on the line
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| I’ve been cashing in
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| Cutting checks and cutting edge
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| Cutting lines into my head it’s OD
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| God bless ODB if I see him in my sleep imma bow and wash his feet, you showed me
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| How to do the deeds. |
| I lay backwards in the reeds, keep my head up like Maurice,
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| I’m floating
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| Step before the people and greet them how I greet you and you make sure my
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| gifts keep flowing
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| You that nigga for them bitches
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| You that nigga for them bitches
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| You that heifer for them riches
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| Fuck whatever for the riches
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| Sell your soul, sell your soul
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| Cut the price and eat the difference
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| Fake persona if it get you what you want
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| Or get behind that fatest Donk, or have these women on your trunk,
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| or have your ego high as chimpanzee in space, out of orbit out of place,
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| you put life on the line
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| You put lies on the line
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| Shoestring ties on the line
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| What you like I provide
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| You put ass on the gram
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| Perfect titties in their hands
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| You put pussy in its place
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| You got that shit from your fam
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| That fruit ain’t far from the branch
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| It’s big pimping where you land
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| I see coward where you stand
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| Ghetto zombies in a trance
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| I been eating diabetes and Cheetos for dinner
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| My nigga. |
| Since I was like 2 or 3 years old can’t give that up nigga.
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| I been hating them white folks for hating us nigga. |
| I been wasting my
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| neighbors for playing with us nigga
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| Might lose off the Avenue
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| Might lose off the Avenue
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| No food split my last with you
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| No rules that’s my attitude
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| Might lose off the Avenue
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| Might lose
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| No food split my last with you
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| No rules
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| I got wants I got needs
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| I got PTSD
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| I got suicidal thoughts and Niecy Nash fantasies
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| Knew the pleasures of the flesh
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| Before I finished learning me
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| Fresh as fuck if nothing else
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| When you spot me on the street
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| Still I’m snapping together my Daddy’s pieces
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| Still figuring out my Momma’s secrets
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| Your value is in your honor
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| But your worth come from deceit
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| The nigga that you hating on prolly got something he could teach
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| Your corny ass
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| While you in the corner grinding teeth
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| I’m just following the weed smoke
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| Seen too many niggas lose life over their ego
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| You never see me coming I was raised by a torpedo
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| In a tornado you’re just a seagull…
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| You seem slow
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| Your OD to me like placebo
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| Me and G O D share our needles
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| Ten toes down a man of the people
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| Blue Avenue
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| Yellow Eyes
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| Get the |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Avenue , by - EarthGang. Song from the album Mirrorland, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп