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Flying in the out space I'll make your family erased And now I'm locked inside my grave, Molly pills and blowing haze I am don't give a fuck if you running out this club September is me and October the moon The creeps on your block a mirror at night You cry and you dish is nothing the worth Chilling with the booty chicks I put you on the boots and fix it Every night we shoot in things And every night we move for me Walking with my barrel Choking me and smoke a weed Looking to my eyes and see the fucking enemy I've gote benz in my pocket Gotta barrel in my book Everybody wanna flex But I am already durned Voices telling me to kill Razorblade us making thrill If you try to fool and snitch You will be lying on the hill I' m flying in the out space I' m flying in the out space I' m flying in the out space I' m flying in the out space Flying in the out space I'll make your family erased And now I'm locked inside my grave, Molly pills and blowing haze I am don't give a fuck if you running out this club September is me and October the moon The creeps on your block a mirror at night You cry and you dish is nothing the worth Chilling with the booty chicks I put you on the boots and fix it Every night we shoot in things And every night we move for me Walking with my barrel Choking me and smoke a weed Looking to my eyes and see the fucking enemy I've gote benz in my pocket Gotta barrel in my book Everybody wanna flex But I am already durned Voices telling me to kill Razorblade us making thrill If you try to fool and snitch You will be lying on the hill I' m flying in the out space I' m flying in the out space I' m flying in the out space I' m flying in the out space
MURDA KILLA — FLYING
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