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freeze in the cold
feel the wind cut through your coat to the bone
you wait for the bus
boston is heartless they dont show ya love
they dont give a fuck
don't let you be
might get it for cheap, and that's different from free
she won't stick around
spendin the night, but she don't hold you down, fam she ain that type
yeah I need a change, and lord I dont know how
sleeping til five, choppin lines i blow clouds
like i'm stuck in the sound
50,000 souls and i'm stuck in the crowd
they all move away move away
change up their style, maybe change they face
memories can fade
all these glass buildings, lose ya sense of place, throw it away
chase a wave roll a fat spliff
played her part well, actress
didn't mean much, practice
just a small flame, matches
angel from the coast
used to sharp threads but he looking a ghost
nickles on the dime yeah
look at how they shine
i started out on burgundy but soon hit the harder stuff
everybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got rough
but the joke was on me there was nobody even there to bluff
i'm going back to chicago i think i've had enough
allston my old place new vans
stone gray
knock on her door like the dope mnn,
give her the horse , trojan
damn, , no pork go ham
no fork go yam, new york? no fam
this my chicago flow, and marijuana smoke
like that bateau ivre, that's that drunken boat
like I burned out
I was a genius , turned out
all out
my birds fly south
yeah, step in the light
boston born and raised but, I aint with that life
everything flosston, did it black and white
wait til the night
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