we movin all up in the world like elevators

Лав Сакс: литературный дневник

East point,and we 're gone
some nigga was sayin' some
to the end of the week i live by the beat
like u live check to check
if u don' move ur feet
then i don' need
so we'd like neck to neck
yes we don' come along
we'd like them slammin' cigarettes



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