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I got 'mares, a rash and ice cream Grounded like a fiend for this you've never seen Watch me take it over, benches be coming over Money, we count it over, my friends, they never over I pull up in a fake toy Benz, any tent, black Keds Bent, clock it, black shoes, my attitude's Fudge for a dollar, nothing, hit the ball Fifth clap skater lap, my dad's a Raiders fan Served the customers to custom make the porch Indiana Jones, homie, the world is ours I'm Tony Montana with a bench from Atlanta At the Cheeser Cabana, then I'm ghost like a phantom, Haagen-Dazs Dirty, muddy hit me like a needle Got me standing in my brain street like mentals dad's says 'bad I'm a motherfudgin' Coca-Cola boy Baby sis, come and run the world with a dumb boy Some people, look in through the needle This isn't where we wan' be They see you running through the fields Deep inside a capsule, freedom, you don't imaginate We run We run We run We can run so far

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