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Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Okay, 2 AM, I’m posted (I’m posted)
All in my Jansport
Moving to Utah, run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Mama said, "Pull your pants up"
Bending corners, and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I’m pushing, moving work, proving
There’s commas on the way
Put the pussy on pedestal, blow the medical to the face
It’s sad that they know my face
Rollin heaven in my new Wraith
Declining the call from labels
Still grubbin’ on struggle tastes
They all wanna know what’s next, I don’t even know myself
Nah, I don’t wanna hear your bullshit, I don’t really need your help
I’m posted and smoking just like my uncles before me
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor (aha)
Never smoked a Backwood, it was all Swishers (uh-uh)
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on bag of Cuban Z’s, walking off kilter
We ain’t have no common sense
Through that dirt and hop that fence (aha)
Roasting, talking shit, we mobbing, I just got my mama’s whip (Hell yeah)
We blow dank out that window
Right with your tape up, it’s garbage
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy (oh shit)
Couldn’t tell you ’bout our future (Yeah)
We was on the corner, posted (yeah)
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow (uh-uh)
On the rooftop smoking (smokin’)
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag (yes)
I was just doing my thing (my thing)
Hit the hot food aisle (uhuh)
Got the gizzards instead of the wings (Gizzards)
But it’s all love, run my route, play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin’ on some Ports
And getting hella faded
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Taking my time, working it out
Counting the coin, breaking my back (yeah)
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
Call me Almond Joy, mama’s boy
Can’t afford none of what you ordered
Shit, I’m hardly on, not quite broke
Off the wall but on the boarder
Pushing pen to the paper for peso
They wanna leggo
Close construction, no room for the huevos (yeah yeah)
You gotta love it
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon’ pay the debt ’til you ice, get OG Maco
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They don’t want no one to know long as you comfortable, yeah
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ ’round the city and we hide behind the tints
Out the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Corner store, that’s all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference

And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
I know one thing for certain
You better keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
‘Cause I tour the city in an Addison Lee
And if I pull up, then it’s curtain
I ain’t had a good night sleep since God knows when
Keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
When you hear the bud line boomin’
You know the money had me ridin’ brutal
Now they see me and say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Everywhere I go they say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
In the ends I’m the Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Ya dun kno’, ya dun kno’
Bunsah I’m tremendous, dress code horrendous
Making six figures moves, we’ve got different agendas
This my house, don’t wear your creps on my carpet
Life of a misfit, broke nigga forfeit
Four figure outfit, three course meal
I put my money where my mouth is, no two ways about it
Let one nigga doubt it, twenty in the mattress
Niggas couldn’t mash this, this is just practice
Oh, now I’m getting paid, did I mention?
They never used to pay no attention
Nowadays I hate the attention
Nah lemme be honest, I love it
Spend yesterday’s profit and think nothin’ of it
I know one thing for certain
You better keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
‘Cause I tour the city in an Addison Lee
And if I pull up, then it’s curtain
I ain’t had a good night sleep since God knows when
Keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
When you hear the bad line boomin”
You know the money had me ridin’ brutal
Now they see me and say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Everywhere I go they say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
In the ends I’m the Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Ya dun kno’, ya dun kno’
Ooh, I’m the Bouff Daddy, baby take a look at me
And if this whip gets bun they’ll throw the book at me
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
Fuck probation, I’m chillin’ overseas
Everything’s different ’cause I’m free
Buttoned down shirt, make your misses wanna pree
Don’t worry, there’s plenty more fishes in the sea
It’s okay my brudda, no way they’re badder
Dolce & Gabbana, mana clean up nice
Make everybody spectate, I’m just playin’ chess wit’ my best mate
Teach you ’bout check-mate
I know one thing for certain
You better keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
‘Cause I tour the city in an Addison Lee
And if I pull up, then it’s curtain
I ain’t had a good night sleep since God knows when
Keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
When you hear the bad line boomin’
You know the money had me ridin’ brutal
Now they see me and say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Everywhere I go they say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
In the ends I’m the Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Ya dun kno’, ya dun kno’
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again

And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
I know one thing for certain
You better keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
‘Cause I tour the city in an Addison Lee
And if I pull up, then it’s curtain
I ain’t had a good night sleep since God knows when
Keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
When you hear the bud line boomin’
You know the money had me ridin’ brutal
Now they see me and say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Everywhere I go they say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
In the ends I’m the Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Ya dun kno’, ya dun kno’
Bunsah I’m tremendous, dress code horrendous
Making six figures moves, we’ve got different agendas
This my house, don’t wear your creps on my carpet
Life of a misfit, broke nigga forfeit
Four figure outfit, three course meal
I put my money where my mouth is, no two ways about it
Let one nigga doubt it, twenty in the mattress
Niggas couldn’t mash this, this is just practice
Oh, now I’m getting paid, did I mention?
They never used to pay no attention
Nowadays I hate the attention
Nah lemme be honest, I love it
Spend yesterday’s profit and think nothin’ of it
I know one thing for certain
You better keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
‘Cause I tour the city in an Addison Lee
And if I pull up, then it’s curtain
I ain’t had a good night sleep since God knows when
Keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
When you hear the bad line boomin”
You know the money had me ridin’ brutal
Now they see me and say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Everywhere I go they say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
In the ends I’m the Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Ya dun kno’, ya dun kno’
Ooh, I’m the Bouff Daddy, baby take a look at me
And if this whip gets bun they’ll throw the book at me
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
Fuck probation, I’m chillin’ overseas
Everything’s different ’cause I’m free
Buttoned down shirt, make your misses wanna pree
Don’t worry, there’s plenty more fishes in the sea
It’s okay my brudda, no way they’re badder
Dolce & Gabbana, mana clean up nice
Make everybody spectate, I’m just playin’ chess wit’ my best mate
Teach you ’bout check-mate
I know one thing for certain
You better keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
‘Cause I tour the city in an Addison Lee
And if I pull up, then it’s curtain
I ain’t had a good night sleep since God knows when
Keep your eyes peeled, I’m lurkin’
When you hear the bad line boomin’
You know the money had me ridin’ brutal
Now they see me and say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Everywhere I go they say Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
In the ends I’m the Bouff Daddy, Bouff Daddy
Ya dun kno’, ya dun kno’
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again
And the mandem got it crackin’ again

I am walking down that road
Where did all the flowers go?
They say we’re supposed to grow
Learning from the highs and low
All eyes lying on me, oh
Begging me to play the role
I’m gonna get it right, I’m gonna get it right

They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right

All my dreams are running wild
I’m gonna chase them down
They said, "you can’t lose your mind,
hurry up, you’re out of time"
I said, "I will rise and shine, even in the coldest night"
‘Cause I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right

You can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right

I’m gonna get it right /x2

[Verse 1]
All of my mouth was kissing him
Now, into the air, I am missing him
Is this excess texting a blessing?
Two music nerds obsessing

[Verse 2]
He reminds me of the love in me
I’m celebrating on a vibrancy
Sending each other MP3s
Falling in love to a song

[Verse 3]
This handsomest of wickermen
He asked if I could wait for him
Now, how many lightyears this interim
While I fall in love with his songs?

[Verse 4]
His hands are good in protecting me
Touching and caressing me
But would it be trespassing
Wanting him to be blissing me
Robbing him of his youth?

[Verse 5]
Cliffhanger like suspension
My longing has formed its own skeleton
Bridging the gap between singletons
Sending each others these songs

[Verse 6]
The interior of these melodies
Is perhaps where we are meant to be
Our physical union a fantasy
I just fell in love with a song

[Verse 7]
So, I reserve my own intimacies
I bundle them up in packages
My rawward longing far too visceral
Did I just fall in love with love?