crayo
Im allways working like John Wayne
Im allways perfecting like John Wayne
You catch my words like John Wayne
Bang Bang Bang
JOHN WAYNE
WAYNE WAYNE WAYNE
JOHN WAYNE
WAYNE WAYNE
Im Allways on the road, got the bentlies in my visions
How you say you humble when u never fed the pigions
I got only one road thats not opinions thats religion
Fuck the parties i am workin cause the work to me appealing
When she in my hands she get star struck
I aint even a star, guess her sixth sence marvolous
Im not in the game for the short im on the long rush
I allways crave more like a motherfr starved uss
Why u so heartless
Why u so honest
The questions i be getting make a youngin so nautious
I tried to show them love but all they see is a monster
Money over bs and the bullshit im a mobster
Im mobin through the money they be lookin at me funny
Cause im not drivin by society what a fg pitty
Mr i make my own lane
Stayed in the same lane
Yee i let my chains hang
Words keep goin bang bang
I got my plans in a safe house
Holla at me when figured out the code code code yeh
That bh got qualifications like medusa
She made it rise and turn in to stone
We clap when we win like a salescompany ye
I see the flowers growing like the end of the spring yeh
Team getting munchis ye we got the pre-taste ye
Now its time to eat we making moves in the streets, paradise city (gothenburg)

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