Trill Everything

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    I don't write to change your life
    But if I do fuck it swag
    I don't even like that line
    Fuck it
    Laugh
    Hahaha

    Innovative author
    Flyer than a saucer
    Chip on my shoulder just some salsa
    My mind is a rubix cube
    You're sounding like an interlude
    You trying to get an interview
    I'm trying to get an inner view

    Its going down elevator
    I'm going up elevator
    Same shit different diapers though
    Brain storming but but my windshield wipers broke

    Fruit don't fall too far from thee apple store
    When life gives you lemons fuck it make apple sauce
    Stir it up laught it off
    Priceless the tag cut off
    Trillwave baby you ready for that cannon ball?
    Splash

    Plaid everywhere
    Trill everything
    Splashing w/ mermaids
    Exotic things
    Babysitting baby leopards
    Talking models with shaved heads
    Exotic things
    Excuse me
    What?

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    Lil def I make righteous bitches get low
    I do what it do
    Then I do what it don't
    Spit it dope
    Fake as fuck
    Silicone
    Feel them though
    Raw as fuck
    Minerals
    Cold as fuck
    Winter coat

    Rhyme slayer
    Divide the cheese up with no grater
    Velveeta
    Straight fever
    Levitating through the streets of
    Shit I don't know where I am
    Sippin sangria
    Yep

    Fuck a topic I'm a profit and a predicate
    Fuck who's on now
    Time I'm ahead of it
    Spit the shit they don't get
    They gotta light kettles with
    So deep
    Speech level is
    Sea level bitch

    Meditating on a scroll
    Tweeting hella fast
    But they minds moving slow
    My minds topless where thee roof go?
    Pen's photography is oceanography cousteau
    Thee wittest insidious
    Savant and thee idiot
    I'm not a person I'm an idea thats limitless

    World tour with j*davey the fam
    This beat's blt I swear that its h.a.m
    To dope for two dope boys
    Kill em had no choice
    Spit thee truth till I have no voice
    They whole aura is moist
    Flip a style like a coin
    Ago had to take off my fanny pack for this one

    Comm used to love her now she doing porno's
    Delivery already home baby this digiorno
    Swear that you ballin you ain't even on thee court though
    My mind is a portal
    Nah I ain't weird maybe you're just normal

    I don't write to change your life
    But if I do fuck it swag

    Randomly writing thee coldest rap's bored as fuck
    Waiting on a tow truck sitting, in a colda sack
    Midas touch petting a golden cat
    You hold thee map deciphering my english then you notice math
    And my next shit, finna be the next shit
    Lifes ain't a bitch she's naked waiting for me thee crib
    Meant it if I said it
    Left my ego the exit
    My heart where a jet is
    My head is where the square root of red is
    Even if I told you, you probably wouldn't get it
    Idea's on infinite
    Nigga I'm instrument
    Sipping chai tea
    Eating a bannana nutriment
    Plaid everywhere
    Trill everything

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    Composition: Brook D'leau

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