Chin Up
First gimme a job
I'd really like
Anything the flights
Seeing foreign sights
While reciting on the mic
Its like riding on a bike
When I hold the beat I grasp it
Nuks a modern classic
Auburne thats it
Beat turns to ash shit
But i keep my chin up
Shout out to the churches yea i got to keep my sins up
Yea i wins what
His cali grins up
Bowls to the brim
Feel my nose on my chin
And like paper
Ima thin slice
Tropicals my island
Where im childin
Blunts we freestylin
We gettin wild nd and noone here to
Roust got hammocks in the back
Got couches in the house
Got a city in the valley
Where its kinda like cali
But with white beaches
Oh this place it got features
Beautiful creatures
Ladies run amuk then they want luck
Yep with raperesque nuk
Oh shucks
Ya boy yucks on a beat get a penny get me closer to my island like ones just plenty... like
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