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Smoke Screen - Wiz Khalifa

"It's not supposed to be happenin' now What is she callin' about? What you doin'? I have no idea Oh, pull up, door open I ain't gotta say much (Oh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa) They be tryna catch up New whip,"

Double Vision (Remix) - Wiz Khalifa

"On nights like this Gotta pour something Get right like this They don't write like this Hear them talk it up But they ain't quite like this And I'm light type rich Hundred on the chain With the light bright"

Rowland - Wiz Khalifa

"Rolling up a seal, blowin' up but still Going hard on my job like I ain't sitting on a mill Now filet mignon come with every meal I swear to God that I'm so high, feel like I'm going up a hill Car marijuana"

Fuck The Money - Wiz Khalifa

"Well, I'm gonna make a lot of money (make a lot of money) Then I'm gonna quit this, quit this crazy scene Well I'm a quit this crazy scene Cause being famous ain't all what they make it to be But back"

False flag (PROBLEM) - PRO8L3M

"90% of toughts, that you think, every single day, are not your own toughts The most dominant narratives that we choose to believe Drive the kind of life that we lead 90% of the things that you do Are driven by"

Gettin' Up - Wiz Khalifa

"Yeah It's Young Khalifa Mr. Look-the-fuck-up, all that Feelin' real good about life Got a drink poured, blunt lit Let's go Excuse me My jeans Levi, my shoes is Gucci Hoes like "Who he?" On a paper chase,"

That's Us - Wiz Khalifa

"It's not supposed to be happenin' now What is she callin' about? What you doin'? I have no idea Oh, pull up, door open I ain't gotta say much (Oh woah, ooh woah, ooh woah) They be tryna catch up New whip,"

Pure - Wiz Khalifa

"You gotta know you break it down and roll one We like to smoke it for the medication Unwind and just smoke one, it's the perfect kind of meditation It's the perfect kind of meditation It's the perfect"

Fucced Em - Blueface

"Blueface baby Yeah, a'ight If I show up, I need a bag for the show Ooh, damn, I'm finna fuck 'em (I just fucked 'em) Kick the door, get it out her ass for the dough Ooh, damn, I'm finna fuck 'em (I just"

Daleko (Feat. Bob One) - Miuosh

"Znowu godzinę przed wschodem, jakoś godzinę od domu Z dala od moich rodzin, wśród ziejących alko ziomów Podaję, bier gdzie haj jest wśród rąk i mikrofonów Z garścią pogiętych banknotów i brudnych żetonów Bez"

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