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Kraisab Boonchoo
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It's like 6 in the morning right in here man, shit but I don't give fuck, like, like, what, like
what, like, damn, like, shit, shit but I don't give fuck, like, just live man, uh
Apologies for being too honest but Bro's too busy talking bout who's the best like
Inflations on the drips and the guess slides Talked about fake bricks and the best price
I woke up early yo and that's the best high Get the sun in I let the rest shine
I'm talking bout wake up to the best high Ain't tryna start beef, shit
Tryna be home, watch some CSI Ain't with the drama and the BS I
Make my own beats, lay my scratches high Just tryna live shit, live and let die
For real, I live and get high
Live and let die
Damn crazy man, I live and let
Let them bitches get high man, damn
Apologies for being too honest
Bout me let the horns in and shit I'ma get high
Stack my hundred man, let the stress die
Maybe Cali trips for the red skies
Make myself happy, let the rest cry
Self satisfaction is the best high
Wonder why fools keep tryna test I
Ashley got mad love up in the west side
Brothers got love up in the NY
No wonder why hoes keep tryna text mine
On the same shit, keep tryna bend lies
I'm tryna live shit, live and let die
Bitch
Live and get high
My mom ain't gon' be too happy man, live and let
Shit I let the stress die too
Live and let
Shit live and let
I might just call Slash man
I said I wrote a new motherfuckin' Guns N' Roses classics
Sue my ass for that
Fuck
Yo matter of fact
Fuck Axl Rose man
Just live and let die
Damn
You bitches get high
Yo
I'm tryna get mine
Shit can't get somethin' though
Live and let
Just live
Just live man
Fuck
Live and let die
Shit
Live and let
Fuck this shit man
Peace
Peace
Fuck it
Writer(s): Kraisab Boonchoo
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