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yl (rap) - ultralight + halfbaked lyrics

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[verse 1: yl]
ultraviolet, fly alone ain’t no copilot
on a mission, 3m glisten on the footwear carry on tradition
y’s too young to be married up with children
maybe its a feelin’ might just spent too many nights chillin’
faded off a l, sittin’ in my room time spinnin’
you just worry bout who ya wife kissin’ when you not around
i bring it home like we in the ninth innin’
creepin’ in the middle of the night heard you dry snitchin’
ask y who got the pine twistin’ and i roll two, it came with a siblin’
b-tch we in the buildin’, we ain’t stoppin’ at the ceilin’ or the roof
told shorty don’t say nothin’ too revealin’ of the truth
where’s the proof,you ain’t got that
claimin’ you was high off the contact, signed on the line
lose yo’ whole mind over contracts, n-ggas need to stop that

[verse 2: yl]
ayo my shorty keep the sage in the room protect energy
negative to positive, how come when you talk its a lot of sh-t
n-ggas is lame, they pop collars still
dollar bills you diggin’ for scr-ps, i’m droppin’ off the film
developin’, most say he fly like a pelican
tell a friend to tell a friend, y’s back and he’s here to win again
i’m spinnin’ the wax on the track like a sprint runner
i was the sh-t for like six summers
600 for the verse, flip somethin’ in reverse
keep it runnin’ like i wanted on the first not the fifteenth
being me its just a blessin’ and a curse
i don’t know what’s really worse if you ask me

[michael scott from “the office”]
i totally lost it, ’cause i was half baked
smokin’ doobies, doobie brothers
i was smokin’ doobies with my brothers
peace out, seacrest!

[verse 3: yl]
halfbaked tryna get the bag late to my ladies pad
order the filet mignon, i don’t like it send it back
y’s like a runninback i just wanna double that
in my bubble jacket keep a quarter stash
i like her, think i want some more of that
and i know there’s more to life, f-ck livin’ normal
i don’t care if fame is over hype
y count the paper see you later in another life
steam the vapor, still a angel in my mother’s eyes

[michael from “the office” cont..]
mmmmunchies, who wants some munchies!?



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