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need a way to gimme peace Invested in two choppers that go Grr grrr grrr grrr Whoa, all my choppers waiving Pull up to your block and you heard Grr grrr
waiving hands, trying get me to stop See me on go, they waiving hands, trying get me to stop A win but job ain't done Need chips and fat cigars No whistle
Brighton boy I'm driving my Polo like it's a Ferrari The music is loud and the people are waiving They surely enjoy Brighton boy 4 am in the morning
all I know Getting on a plane, and I'm waiving good bye, I Turn into the wind, and I'm ready to fly, high Sailin' away, got a new day I'm not
breaking Beheld our dreams waking Observed the land waiving We feel our minds caving Feel How could we feel When our memories lay shattered on the ground
got you know That eagle is looking for you That eagle is looking for you You say that your waiving a white flag And I know better than to think it
Waiving down, waiving down Your earth mother, underwater, we can see each other in space and time Waiving down, waiving down We can dive, we can
All I’m thinking bout is Sunshine It breaks my heart to see little kids waiving guns signs I too was a victim of that shit But I knew the difference
existence And see a version of you You hadn't seen yet Hadn't seen yet You're bending Waiving So start at the beginning Be still Get clean Allow yourself
as I could see You know the men started runnin' After waiving, waiving goodbye to me That was too much, too much for me That's why I walked the back
They are circles Our heads still spin on soft winds But colder now we freeze And it's hard to see you waiving Hard to see you waiving It's hard to see
could see You know the men started runnin' After waiving, waiving goodbye to me That was too much, too much for me That's why I walked the backstreets
the only one waiving these signs Oh let me out of this out of this Let me out of this out of this life The early morning horizon reaching the dawn For me
to give Never been a gambler, or been a betting man But Mr. Bad Luck's not afraid to risk it on his hand cuz I'm a reject and I don't care Waiving my middle
Money to the roof Waiving to my friends Hop uo in a coop Dreamt it in my bed I dont need a jet Ima take us to the moon Man what ive got through All I
skies of deep blue You stopped to rest In the shade of a tree And I saw in the distance You waiving to me I wondered What do you think about life so far
A Hundred Miles Away I’ll be on the plane waiving down I’ll be on my way I’ll be in the air but my heart Will be on the ground Arms and legs
Ain't begging you to stay (ain't begging you to stay) Waiving my white flag (I give up) Gave it everything I had (all of me) Bitch got me in my bag Really
Waiving my arms in the sea If you grab one come back to me Holding our breath below Grab my arm, waiving like a willow Hold my hand, passing by
You know the men started runnin' After waiving, waiving goodbye to me That was too much, too much for me That's why I walked the backstreets and cry Oh
back again (as if they ever went away) with their flags a-waiving, and their flags a-waiving (did I mention their flags a-waiving?) and their bloodlust
more than anything these niggas made me to be Only chill with niggas with the same energy Got a whole group of moguls we ain’t waiving the fee Said I
'Cause I've been around Waiving my flags of love making my sounds But you never hear me and so I'm leaving And I hope that life never treats you so kind
I could give a fuck bout who be hating on me These niggas ain’t stopping who I’m destined to be I had to pay my dues the streets ain’t waiving no
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