All That We Know (Luchini Freestyle) feat Theo Hux

by Duane

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It's the life
Flashing lights, it's the fortune
The fame
All those people who calling your name
it's the trill of life on the road
This music shit; it is all that we know

Theo
Cool as summer breeze
Margarita sipping chilling in Belize
On beaches
I know these women peep the steez
The degrees on a 100 (HOT)
Hard to see the bottom
When you staring at the summit
This the life that you wanted
Carabana living while I'm riding in a caravan
Feeling presidential smoking bud like it's Amsterdam
They say the treble so influenced by the devil
If you be raising hell, I'm on a whole other level
Game shark cheat code
I be going beast mode
Feast on rappers that feel like they be on my stilo
Easel paint a perfect picture for the people
Dethrone another motherfucker think he equal
I swear I put on for the port
Yeah my niggas put it down, still you niggas don't support
They say we ain't killing shit, well I think I must retort
You niggas reaching long, We gone have to cut you short
And I cut my lifeline if a nigga ever forfeit
Forget, and forgive any soul
That ever did a trespass
Mother may I never ever need a bus pass
You with the clique, then we'll cement it with a puff pass
Fuck a weak rapper's mixtape
I heard enough trash
Superficial, Tai, Zeeq, Duane and my nigga Laz
Yeah
So let me put on for the 90's babies
2000's crazy but the 90's made me
And this is it


Flashing lights, it's the fortune
The fame
All those people who calling your name
it's the trill of life on the road
This music shit; it is all that we know

So this is it huh?
Drinking liquor rolling Swisher
With my clique huh
Riches will get me naked pictures from your chick huh
Some pay cash for cutty
She saving it till marriage
Means you beating for half your money
Everybody got a price
So what's the down payment
For a high class life
A decent girl to lay with
Picket fence that's white
Pickett signs, wicked crimes
Selling dope, selling out
Soul on the dotted line
Gotta climb, never crawl
Never beg, if you fall
Get yourself back up
get the win, fuck a draw
It's a war
Going on outside
Wheres your gun
Or the shooters that pull it for you huh
Just a worker won't go further
I'm VP trying to get the CEO murdered
That's his life
Don't ever think it's safe at the top
Always someone bent on taking your spot
It's a game of musical chairs
But I'll noose the neck of the winner
And make him jump in the air

For this life
Flashing lights, it's the fortune
The fame
All those people who calling your name
it's the trill of life on the road
This music shit; it is all that we know

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released March 13, 2017

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