Lyrics:
dealt
Cuz I'll ride till I die and I'll stand by side
When you feel like you worthless and dying inside (ohh, yeah)
Baby why
Oh please be mine
Why,
the block but she liberaeted
Ex-diva
Now she's on that brand new life
So she's proud as sheep
They say, I'm built a little different,
My shine
story, give God all the glory, cuz I know we gon meet again
He was born on December 3, 1926, ugh
Youngest of 13 kids, imagine this, ugh
Sonora, Texas,
Uh!
Where you from? I'm from the A hoe
Said I'm out, been bucking on bustas and gettin that pay hoe
Our minds is paid for, hit the blocks like Lego
to swallow, just digest it
Suspected something's going on but chose to just neglect it
Deflected by some breakin' news, oh we just accept it
Expected just
is so much doper than my life been
I don't got that type of money, I don't got that finance
She's like, why you so lazy trying to get by
Back before
of riches, beside it the abyss
Sit in the gridlock under the stopped clock
Long for a new taste? Suck on a breeze-block
Your brain is a doughnut, your
But they'd end up making up all through the night
As the years went by, eventually came the day
Time for Jeff and Jenn to graduate
Neither one knew
Bring a duct tape and strap 2 joints and 4 clips
Don't slip, yo, be on point
The kids that we hittin is supposed to be willies
One from New York and one
I almost lost my head
Of all the things I said
Like I said before
I'm just a lonely solo gigolo
At the bar, nobody is missing
In my head
comin' and reveal you
It's the Reaper on your hood, I don't feel you
I see through you, kinda like stanks said
See me playin' dead leave that ass brain
gonna make our mark
We kids with our toys just playin in our park
I know im not noah but my jumper got some arc
Im gonna splash this shot no looker in
is not a cause it's a combat
I don't like your words
You dirty mouth
I don't need your help
I'm strong enough
Rise
Stand
Fight
Feels right,
Blasting off Taking flight
Hope that's alright
But you can count I'll be there by the end of the night
I'm On Private jet visions
Not because I like
tellin’ me the truth would I second guess the news like
The fuck is this on my TV
All I hear is lies comin’ from these debriefs
Why they spendin’ all their
eyes and a 10,000 yard stare
Seventeen New Brunswick bars playing basements growing up
Dollar demos and matinees and malls and parking lots
One year
new fetish
Bitches easy, like lettuce
Get it off, come get us
Why tho, let it set us
Rotten frozen shit
Know the name, probably speech
Looked alone,
The way I'm driving got them craning necks
I ain't next up ever but i love to flex
2022 we don need studio time
Mic cords lookin like rat kings
No rack
wrong move, one mistake
Up and gone, another loss to mourn
People like you disappear
Morning light destroyed by the sight of a car with no control
stay anymore
You're just a fish outta water, love
You want me now, you gonna show me the world
Like we used to before, when I fell for you, love
We're
house there was no sandbox to play in
And as one by one we graduated and moved out
I could swear it felt just like the sand was in my hands
All our lives
stretch of road
Blocked off by a trailer with an oversized load
Rubberneck, rubberneck, 1-2-3
""The cop is pulled over, but he might catch me -""
And all
The tang of iron was unmistakable
I went back to the country
New life was burning through the birch trees
My brother's kid was playing I heard what she was
Grammas house
purple house along the way
It was fun just hangin out with you girl
And playing silly little games
I remember just like it was yesterday
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