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it on my own, there ain't no way
Father

Used to run far from home, when life got too hard
Retreat to that treeline down the road, under a night sky

This ain't love girl
This ain't right
Call it tonight in paradise
I don't wanna wake up with you gone
Before my morning yawn
I don't wanna wake up with

She likes whiskey with her water
She starts dancing when the stars come out
She ain't your typical preacher's daughter
She'll leave you dreamin' yeah

Nobody cares about your birthday week
Abbreviations ain't sexy when you text me

Another day another selfie
And you say that niggas is thirsty?

They

Paroles de Tim RICE - Musique de Michel BERGER
l'm born and bred in pollution's grip
First three weeks fed by a CO drip
Ain't no breast
Passed

hustle up
Cuz ain't shit comin' free cuz it ain't come free to me
So you gon' have to grind hard just like me
To get paid, either that or minimum wage
My

Sally sixteen thinks she's a star
Spends lots of time in a bar
Or in a drive in restaurant
Never lets a greaser by in his car
Jim's tough in his

I'm a cheater
Babymomma gone 'cause I ain't know how'ta treat her
Shout out to Na'isha
Shout out to Latisha
Shout out to my shorty with that little

You're hiding in a safe little world you made for yourself
You bundled up your love and placed it high on a shelf
You don't go nowhere so you don't

by my side
When it was dark and cold
She was the one that brought me the light
She opened my eyes
Don't lie
I'm the one you feel inside
All night

Uncredible like crack bums
Asking where you got back from
Ain't nothing cracking but knuckles
Or what it look like seconds from off the turnbuckle
I AM

it any longer

Gotta give him up 
Baby he’s a lost cause
Get off your back 
You’re better than that
Gotta give him up 
Baby he’s a lost cause
He ain’t

No, there ain't no better way to say this
There ain't no reason now I can see
To raise my hand to show you I am here

Now, it may be useless being

all over the road
It ain't bout no check then please do not hit my phone

I don't wanna do the same thing no more 
Let her leave her messages

meadow
Filled up with things that I could have said

I been all ‘round the globe tryna know ya
Things just ain’t the same in California
Left a piece

A year passed
And I had gotten over her but she ain't last
Next there was my brother yeah we had a past
Going back forever but it couldn't last, no

And I

the valiant
Gotta find the balance
Gotta find the balance

Boy wanna diss me but he ain't a challenge
Hated every day now it don't matter
All that chit chatter

years ain't too long
Sick of the same old rigmarole
Citizens vain I'm bitter and low
I'm Citizen Kane you're Lord Of The Rings
The veterans know
You

gone 'cause I ain't
Know how'ta treat her
Shout out to Na'isha, shout out to Latisha
Shout out to my shorty with
That little white Beamer
Feeling like

We're not breaking up by the beach now
We're getting it on
Yesterday's a memory
And a Beatles song
The red and yellow flags say
Help is the escape
We

the way you smell
You're my angel
That made me stray from hell
You ain't even gotta call
Just roll up and ring my bell
Realised that my dreams came true

the way you smell
You're my angel
That made me stray from hell
You ain't even gotta call
Just roll up and ring my bell
Realised that my dreams came true

house (yeah)
These fake ass niggas tryna reach out
Lil' Faygo had to stop that
Simping and pimp it out (Brree-rree)
Took the top off
(Skrrt) , I'm sending

Yo Jazzy what's happening man
Yo Ice Cream Tee is that Jazzy
Jeff and the Fresh Prince
Yeah they made that rap tune
"Girls Ain't Nothing but Trouble"