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Exchange, Pt. 3 - Lyrics

On the road tryna bargain wit tha officer
But my mind is thinkin why i neva talk to ya
Its so hard to put it down when you want it up
Sendin text but i dont think she ever felt tha love
I gotta girl that wont text me unless she need a plug
Im tha youngin that begged and pleaded to get a hug
13 reasons i hope i neva get in tha tub
Chasin impossible victory like im wit tha cubs
I want rollies on rollies
City should already know me
An endless battle against myself like im kobe in 03
Gotta do this for myself and let it gooo
But im too focused on these women killin pole
Models tryna pass me
They would smash me
Now im uber like a taxi
Two door no backseat
Money 50 cent
21 no age
Why baby cause im savy
Swear i stay 100 like a track meet
Friends said they never thought theyd back me
Guess the money or the talent bring em back, T
Keep it simple all black
Bobby lashley
Singing on the track rick astley
Givin up the squares before im raspy
Outside red head where you catch me
If i gotta slap a brotha guranteed ima make it look sexy
Slapbox'n swim dont test me

Remember the first time the gun popped
Down on the court tha homie just couldn't take the loss
Another day in the poor
You think you understand
A 90s kid but i aint votin for another man
Its time we stop playing victim
Ay we need to change
Still remember seein flames
And then another plane
2nd grade so young to see the world fall
Been to N.Y.C
Believe dem buildins tall
So you thinkin divorce is money and paper work
Unless you got some custody and then the youngins hurt
They call it couselin and yet i feel i came out worse
Askin which parent i love tha mos
Now i hate the church
I know im being mad sporadic and a little vague
Refusin the tell-all until i feel im paid
Yeah im rockin two clocks
I aint heard of flav
Nerdy kid im just tryna get a couple A's say

Summertime we gettin lit in tha city
Kid ash im prolly takin you wit me
I recall how we blew the clouds thru tha chimney
Run it back and i prolly could save my kidney
Overdose from my happy pleasures like Whitney
On my parker game, if only Kenny had bit me

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