Turn Off Location

Turn Off Location (prod. Lezter) by Patrick Henry

Beat "Narnia" by Lezter

Lyrics

I'm smoking on that chemdawg
Shit taste like petrol
Pencil with a pistol
When I pray for my enemies
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Imma transcend till im dead while im young
Imma stay high mary jane in my lungs
Imma stay fly cuz i fly from above
Send my soul to heaven with the barrel of a gun
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Man i got it out the grove
Out the mud and off the stove
You know what I tote
Forty fives on twenty foes
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I keep all these os on me
When i get a Rolex® that bitch froze on me
Bitch i keep a gun for those who told on me
I push white girl I'm a snow machine

I don't make the same mistakes twice anymore
I used to kill the bottle, syrup got me on the floor
Every where I've ever been they treat me like a whore
You just like my family, you don't love me anymore
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This is the life I dream
This is the dream i live
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All i know is flippin packs
I don't even spend on food
Ain't no way I'm gettin fat
I be steady making moves
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Young risk taker
Scared money never made none
Young rich ass hole
Flavors, imma flame some
Got a lot of crumble
Concentrate on how I'm paid up
You be throwing shade
That's that shit that fuck the game up

I'm smoking on that chemdawg
Shit taste like petrol
Pencil with a pistol
When I pray for my enemies
X2

Imma transcend till im dead while im young
Imma stay high mary jane in my lungs
Imma stay fly cuz i fly from above
Send my soul to heaven with the barrel of a gun
X2

Line em up and then gas chamber
Kobe bryant tha my fuckin neighbor
Fuck the guvs up
Fuck the guvs up
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She think im a pack rat
Cuz she see the pack sack
When she saw my fat stacks
She said let me have that
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Every thing I worry bout
I ain't gotta worry bout
I don't pay to advertise
I just use the word of mouth
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Thought the shit was a miss
Turns out that shit was a missile
I'm pissed, shoulda bought six of the clips
Next time I pop up I'm bringing them bands like a stage in this bitch throw a parade in this bitch, fuck it, I throw a grenade in this bitch but there's paint in it bitch, ass gas or grass I get paid in this bitch, got a rv with thc plants that I raise in this bitch, I was made for this shit, pop champagne in the vip, they get paid so they strip, bitch I'm paid so I tip and she grateful she take it she racist as shit, she only like white boys with face tats and I'm so okay with that shit that she played with my dick till I came in that bitch and I made her afraid till I told her I'm fixed like a game in this bitch and she fucked me way harder she came on my dick

We pushin these cars for real
I'm booking these shows, i started in bars for real
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I turn 2 to 5....
Tell me how the fuck do you survive
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I'm smoking on that chemdawg
Shit taste like petrol
Pencil with a pistol
When I pray for my enemies
X2

Imma transcend till im dead while im young
Imma stay high mary jane in my lungs
Imma stay fly cuz i fly from above
Send my soul to heaven with the barrel of a gun
X2