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Byron Bank
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Correct Random Thoughts
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It’s Bank, Singular Not plural That’s my tagline nigga Yeah I went from having nothing turning into something nice Who would have thought, I would be the one rocking the mic Said it’s all a dream now my dream is booking me flights Ironic that it seems when the scenery bring it to life Picture perfect every episode, scrolling through my camera Oh shit what are those Quick delete it, before somebody might see it Add it to my snapchat for the story this evening Losing my way, but never losing my cool Rules are meant to be broken, like every record I do But as the time pass, through the hourglass of the bullshit Doubled up my XP, right trigger pulled it When duties calls, I’m on the PS like it’s recess Believe it, it’s needed it, just know my clan is really undefeated I can’t be humble and brag, so I humbly brag Then be like fuck y’all, kiss my ass Random thoughts, like these lamborghini angels Suicide doors turn my car into an angel Body every line, break a leg, fuck an ankle Vision every angle, man Random thoughts, is like these lamborghini angels Suicide doors turn my car into an angel Body every line, break a leg, fuck an ankle Vision every angle I’m just say though, is it really all a dream A whole lot of life keeps an if up in between Why ask why, shit ain’t really what it seem Time to regain and focus, it’s leaving us the major key Man, it’s hard to break these records though Trying to push these records, for the day I’ll drive a Bentley home Got my own style, no hands but you can feel it though Attending life like it’s class, here’s a student loan At a kickback, something you can kick back Light up, blaze it, pass it when you hit that Scratch that, omit that, let me take a step back This from me to you, when you’re renting you don’t own that Damn, I’m often stuck in my ways, this tends to get in my way I’m going through it in phase Pop this bottle of Kas’tell, lock myself in the room Throw another beat on and character this car tune, like Random thoughts, like these lamborghini angels Suicide doors turn my car into an angel Body every line, break a leg, fuck an ankle Vision every angle, man Random thoughts, is like these lamborghini angels Suicide doors turn my car into an angel Body every line, break a leg, fuck an ankle Vision every angle They don’t love you until you’re dead and gone They don’t love you until you’re dead and gone They don’t love you until you’re dead and gone If wrong please just say I’m wrong, man They don’t love you until you’re dead and gone They don’t love you until you’re dead and gone They don’t love you until you’re dead and gone If wrong please just say I’m wrong Random thoughts, like these lamborghini angels Suicide doors turn my car into an angel Body every line, break a leg, fuck an ankle Vision every angle, man Random thoughts, is like these lamborghini angels Suicide doors turn my car into an angel Body every line, break a leg, fuck an ankle Vision every angle
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