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Trak- Astronaut

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Trak- Astronaut

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Verse 1 Polo trapping everyday and we like bitches with a taste They like i aint ready for this shit but i balling really quick This shit aint ready for me hussle trakky in their face Never had the shit damn its so amazing how it came I been chasing money never bitches not the same Ghetto hero i aint the same Bet he couldnt take the pain Feel im the matrix i been doging shots they pulling they pulling Just might bring it back.. Smocking all that weed it keep me low Just might hit the dash.. I can hit the dash inside ur mind.. I can close all of the gap.. I paint my pictures with black... I just never hesitate i put my people in peace. And wen we running to the show let em know we getting dope.. Chorus Astronaut... Title shop... Tear drop... Flying words... Feel like Astronaut.. Astronaut.. Feel like Astronaut.. Feel like Astronaut.. Astronaut.. Title shop.. Tear drop.. Flying words.. Im an Astronaut.. Astronaut.. Im an Astronaut.. Feel like Astronaut.. Verse 2 Icey cold like i see mirrors I see pictures of my life.. I be cold to all the people that never really knew life.. I just dream patek on zero we never do shit the same.. The girls are crazy and its late in campus we all the same.. Stop tryna act like you rich.. Man i was born from the hood.. And i make sure that im good.. Man you aint what you are.. Astronaut.. title shop..Get some more.. Close my curtains.. pop champagne i like it private.. check my lane, check my swag, im on a hundred... From the polo energy feel like Im Mojo.. Its suicide.. Smocking weed.. We in the back.. You come around aint thing we can fly.. Like post it up, on the gram.. With a dash.. Feel like counting cash on my table with a drink.. It was very comfortable.. It get very logical.. I was very animal.. Can i get the jungle vibe.. (Prr..) Chorus Astronaut... Title shop... Tear drop... Flying words... Feel like Astronaut.. Astronaut.. Feel like Astronaut.. Feel like Astronaut.. Astronaut.. Title shop.. Tear drop.. Flying words.. Im an Astronaut.. Astronaut.. Im an Astronaut.. Feel like Astronaut..

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