Sammy Adams, Comin' up, comin' up.
yeah, boston, mattie trump,
yeah, uh,
uh, uh, uh
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i'm comin up, i'm comin up on it, running airlines from LA to boston,
can't stop and i told you i promised, so you aint gonna hear no body thats hotter, hear no body thats hotter, aint no body thats hotter, no body, hotter, aint no body thats hotter.
what up haters, im back, so hows my dick taste?
im spittin grimy, like months without toothpaste,
never thought of mixin blood with my confidence,
she was in my city, showin love to me's the consequence. cause my whales? coming, whether or not youre likin it, felt like the tip of the pen that checks the counterfeits, like, youre girl aint never heard of me, sike, cause she'd probably search the world for me.
ha haha ha i laugh on tracks, you burst face to go hard, cause your ass can't rap.
bout to take all, see the stripes and the stars on my window plane flyin on the air pitch dark.
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i told my parents that i was gonna get some,
hop on stage and get higher than a jet, son.
gettin luv told me why you never gettin none,
born to the game, never pose as a step-son,
i'm that new to itunes, whats next shit.
rewind that track, what time before i exit.
like i could give a fuck, really what y'all think,
destiny is blessing, bartender give me a tall drink,
so i could fade out, dreams of bein played out,
city radio, i'm good and look at how i made out,
uh, on the stroll, ma paths paved, tellin me to do it all up,
so now i'm off stage, takin shots, im just tryna get in ?
comin up bar, see the numbers on the fan page,
can't stop cause they want 'em on the airwaves, late night in boston, west coast in the LA
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and my sky line's so contagious,
jet fuel on my tongue, aint hungover cause i'm wasted,
chewin on success so close i can taste it,
came too far, homie, feel like imma make it,
yeah, and you know im gonna get em,
agencies hawkin, never can forget em,
slowly movin strong in positions that im winning,
better let em know
(sammy adams yeah tell em)
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