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when i land - corbin butler lyrics

[verse 1]
i don’t make the rules i just make the most of ‘em
went to school and got a job i guess i ain’t like most of ‘em
outside of stereotypes i’m not supposed to be at that freshh donuts burnt out, posted up
she got lip gloss on my blunt it’s coo cuz she bad tho
black don’t ever crack so my queen won’t ever plateau
late night i’ll tex that ass like el paso
uber x to chino hills need that mando
i wouldn’t say i’m c*cky just confident
made mistakes before but dog i wouldn’t change none of it
got a thing for broken people in them i see a part of me
make ‘em fall like the autumn is, cuz i shine like the ornaments in the morning got a flight

[hook]
i need kush i need coochie when i land
hit my cousins so the business can expand
had a vision but god always had a plan
the non*believers wouldn’t even understand
my heart ain’t gon’ beat for no weak sh*t
i been grinding so much working leave you sleepless
keep it true when others hittin with the pretense, the pretense

[verse 2]
i don’t hit ‘em with the pretense my heart don’t beat for weak sh*t
life’s tough but i’m tougher when life a b*tch i’ma d*mn pit
see it thru ain’t the type to quit
chino hills n*gga but wasn’t rich
why your eye on my pocket like irs used to be immature like imx
losing passion everyday cuz what y’all praise it just don’t impress
on me but i digress i gotta grow on what i invest
gotta do more and say less
put in overtime for that paycheck
got the game wrapped like safe s*x
cuz i earn stripes like k*swiss
don’t compare cuz we not the same
picky n*gga prolly never change
sapio*s*xual she cummin off my conversation
she doesn’t miss her good d*ck appointment i might need a good coochie consultation
ballin hard no explanation i won’t shy from the confrontation
my phobia doing sh*t regular
so i raise the bar on the regular
i be my own biggest enemy
gassed up i’m chillin out nebula
hard work equal big bag
real ones always gone last
on me i’ma do me
spliffin up my zig zags
i just need me a blank check
till my pockets on bruce bruce
big duckets n*gga f*ck it yeah
drink po’in
weed smoking big
spokes rollin round
west coast like pro club in the dodger cap
put the ie on the map
citgo lit with the gas

- corbin butler lyrics

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