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Blue November Andy's Suite

[Verse]
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari
Never closed off see I keep my soul portable
Up-and-down seesaw something like an oracle
Red-painted walls yellow buses felt rhetorical
Timeline glitching I work the shit is historical
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your anger
Only love in focus
When he seen in public
People don't approach 'em
Resting murder face yeah I'll off him for a token
Your feature? I'ma do it cause your fans? I'ma pouch 'em
Urban encroachment
Reserved and preserved 'til this moment could surface
Never give a thirsty chick dick she gon' earn it
Never give a scary nigga work he gon' burn it
I'm learning that most of you ain't worth the concern
Cause you always under heat like a f..cked up perm is
Nigga where's your permit?
We don't claim gangs we claim hoods you can't serve in
I don't claim nothing but a blunt and some bourbon
And I'm thinking from the suburbs cause I don't look suburban
Your mans? I don't trust 'em
My mother made me custom
I think for myself like a deadbeat
Fell in love with someone then you ended up a stranger
Fell in love with money and you probably threw a rager
Made some friends, caught an end, never did a favor
You saw the light and act polite me? I'm swinging danger
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your, neither will your anger
Yeah, yeah
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your anger (Anger, anger)
Chucking the rum and the wood is burning like Amazon
A couple pounds on her and she sweet, my Amazon
Prime shit, delivering quick right after analog
Six-disc changer switching between the catalogs
Westbound, but that ye shit is too much
Keep crowns form the kings but they throwing 'em when it's too clutch
Religious views in the midst of the Ku Klux
We all somebody hero 'til time sticks you a new rut
And with that said, said
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your anger (Anger, anger)
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari
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