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Boulevard* - Destroy Lonely
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Boulevard* Destroy Lonely

Boulevard* - Destroy Lonely
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Don't love nobody (Baby Money, Baby Money)
Real [?], nigga, I love to party (Baby Money)
Real [?], that ho, she wasn't mine (Baby Money)
Pull up sideways on the boulevard
Gettin' rich, yeah, I'm goin' hard (Baby Money)
Makin' my millions
Yeah, I'm takin' care of my dogs, it's good feelin'
Yeah, I just geeked off psychedelics, touchin' the ceiling
Yeah, I'm tryna vibe right now, please, no pictures
In my red room, sleepin' with two bitches
She just got my chains on, tryna touch the ceiling
My wrist [?], nigga, I can't help you
She takin' ket right up the nose, she need a tissue (Rah)
I've been countin' so many notes, I think I broke some down
I've got hoes tryna come through just to know me better
[?] Paid for porcelains, I got a real good smile
Lookin' back in retrospect, ain't tryna hurt you, nah (Grrah)
I just light my cigarette but young niggas hunt you down
[?] fifty K [?]
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