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no more fux

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no more fux

8 miles down that clay road, to a place where the cops don't go, riding 4x4s, drop below, round up all the girls that we know, we riding high, can't give no more fux, i just ran out, drink up all the whiskey, we done drank the bar dry, smoked all the weed up, can't get no more high, yeah i'm super numb, but i feel so alive, in the back of my truck, looking up at the sky, ay, somebody tell 'em get ready man, i'm on a whole 'nother level, don't kill my buzz, let me just vibe, ain't going nowhere, i'm too wasted to drive, stop all that talking, you blowin' my hype, please don't go wasting all of my supply, i'm going crazy, look at stars, we riding high, can't give no more fux, i just ran out, i made a killing all up in the kitchen them chickens, and i had to watch everyone of my homies, i had to switch it up, pick up the mic, do something different, and change up my life, now i'm on charts, i'm doing it right, living a crazy one hell of a life, i can be anywhere, look where i landed, i'm taking off, all these others are stranded, we made a company, look how we branded, now we all pouring up glasses of brandy, out of the mud, no wonder why everyone's showing us love, we ain't the ones to sweep under the rug, we come for the crown so pour this shit up, 8 miles down that clay road, to a place where the cops don't go, riding 4x4s, drop below, round up all the girls that we know, we riding high, can't give no more fux, i just ran out, 8 mile down a dirt road, i think i wound up in heaven, i'm taking two minute shots, man, i shoulda ended at 7, party ended at 11, drank too many, '57 chevies, i should've stopped with the crown, now, damn, who's driving my chevy?, i'm in the passenger seat, fading in and out, music way too fucking loud, somebody turn it down, i think i'm blacking out, there ain't no backing out, i'm already committed now, so i'm packing, 8 miles down that clay road, to a place where the cops don't go, riding 4x4s, drop below, round up all the girls that we know, we riding high, can't give no more fux, i just ran out

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