| Smoke out the window, eyes low, I’m feeling it
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| Smell like the endo, I’m ducking five-oh
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| I’m with the same ones that I started with
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| In the summer I’m not growing up, ayy, yeah
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| Smoke out the window, eyes low, I’m feeling it
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| Smell like the endo, I’m ducking five-oh
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| I’m with the same ones that I started with
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| In the summer I’m not growing up, yeah
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| Light a joint and get lifted, takes like two hits to get trippy
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| Always blowing that KK, I was bummed, but now I made it
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| Playing 2K like it’s ral life, real nice
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| I play for no on, that’s real nice
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| Check out my Insta, that’s real likes
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| Real flights, I been everywhere and back
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| I don’t got luggage, just baggage
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| Yeah, my eyes low, I got bags, watch me grow
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| Fucked the game up, I ain’t even hit my stride yet
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| I’m not pressing, I’m just vibing for the time sense
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| Smoke out the window, you know I’m feeling it
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| Smell like the endo, I’m ducking five-oh
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| I’m with the same ones that I started with
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| In the summer I’m not growing up, yeah
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| Smoke out the window, eyes low, I’m feeling it
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| Smell like the endo, I’m ducking five-oh
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| I’m with the same ones that I started with
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| In the summer I’m not growing up (Ooh, yeah), ooh
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| Yeah, lonely road, rolling doja when it’s hard to cope
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| All my problems, tell 'em adios in that cloud of smoke
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| With the bros that I’m grounded with, we been through a lotta shit that you
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| don’t even know
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| All the thoughts in my head, so you don’t gotta question why I always keep it
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| real
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| I was in the the same four walls, now it’s coast to coast for killer
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| instrumentals
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| It’s the price where I’m at, better hold your draw, tryna see where I’m finna go
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| I was on the road in my zone 'cause my home was not a home
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| I ain’t have nowhere to go, roll up when I feel alone, yo
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| It’s a bad day, not a bad life, sea is blowing like the bagpipes
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| All because I never took your advice, just a couple words for the sad nights
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| On the top floor out the window, that crescendo give me mad high
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| And they asking me, «Turn it down», I just look at them, like, «Yeah, right»
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| So come pay attention, he was going out, give me the ball, I take it out to
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| bounce
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| I’ma give my all, I’m never backing down, that’s why the city fucking with me
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| now
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| I’m on the road to make the city proud even when I’m fighting demons and this
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| doubt
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| If you know me, I’ma take that OG, and you can find me on the clouds, yeah, uh,
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| ooh
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| Smoke out the window (Eyes low, I’m feeling it)
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| Smell like the endo (Ducking five-oh, yeah)
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| I’m with the same ones (I started with)
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| In the summer I’m not growing up (Ooh, yeah, yeah), yeah
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| Smoke out the window (You know I’m feeling it)
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| Smell like the endo (I'm ducking five-oh)
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| I’m with the same ones (That I started with)
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| In the summer I’m not growing up (Ooh, yeah, yeah) |