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Too old, too low
I know, too slow

Been a long road im about to makke a toast
Ayy yall ain't do enough when we been doin the most

Smokke a lot a counties so im movin to the coast
Takke big bags and a couple gold ropes
I sip a lot of Tito's and some only lord knows
I guess I love my spirits on the search for holy ghosts
I been in the gutter I guess It's just the path I chose
When all you want is freedom, bein' trapped is all you own
I'm rollin thru my city dodging choppas to make bones
Its paper in his tesla, we be risin' to the throne

Too old, too low
I know, too slow

Been a long road im about to makke a toast
Ayy yall ain't do enough when we been doin the most

I braise a lot of beef, so I'm rollin' with my toast
Then clap a pack of pigs and enjoy the sunday roast
There ain't no criminal that sellin sh*t that we dont host
We all just go to shuffle till that circle growin close
See ain't no competition, that sh*t even lord knows
That ima come for mines, an i ain't leavin through that door
And ain't no opposition we will watch the cash flow
The world ain't my reality, it this season then we gone

Too old, too low
I know, too slow

Been a long road im about to makke a toast
Ayy yall ain't do enough when we been doin the most

X4
Eli Blast crackin' fours like a vase
SHOOT A f**kKBOII IN HIS MOTHERf**kING FACE

Too old, too low
I know, too slow

Too slow, SWOUP SWOUP SWOUP SWOUP

Too old, too low
I know, too slow

SWOUP

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