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Sitting in a glass house watching st you should [music] never i don't paint pictures i create literature i recite the [ __ ] i write and turn it into scripture you ain't cut from my cloth your clothes don't fit your grown man turn soft like big bros little sister what's wealth to a million a city to... Read more
Category: Music
A l on the tru somebody call a fire marshal baby somebody call a fire marshal i'm a bonafide hustler in a down south stunner swerving through them back roads like a moonshine runner proud american but i love my to a tundra when i off all you smell is burnt rubber and marijuana big dogs og's with young... Read more