Lyrics:
used to feel like dying
Now I got a little girl I can live for
And I'mma give my little girl
What she wish for
Three weeks ago my little
Girl had
Under The Rainbow"
That's all I got for you
Don't forget to tune in next week with the frat guy Bry
But right here at this here time, I'll see you
About a week later, bro said his cousin's comin'
Ten bricks, thirty-bags each, that's lovely
I swear I'll kill them both if they're fuckin' with my
I will go wherever you go
In your heart forever, I know
I miss you, it must be true
I hope my heart belongs to you
Weeks go by, one by one
Each
they've never even looked at an iron lung like I did once
They've got the whole thing wrong, just bumbling along
On the bottom rung sucking each other off
At their dream job, great
So you work 35 hours a week pushing paper for someone
Who doesn't even know you exist, great
So you've got a promotion and sit
to find,
A couple weeks went by, we passin time,
He seen me in the alley with his niggas, I
Was just dealin off carry, then I seen the nine,
Then I heard
cowboy, showin' Feelena the town.
Six weeks he went with her, each minute spent with her
But he was insanely jealous of glances she'd give
Inside he was
No Lil Nas X, they fuckin' each other
And I'm not finna cap, I'm not with the funds
Let's put down the guns, let's see who is tougher
And I'm not
burning up here
Tears falling down from my face
It's been a hard week, addiction always taking my faith
I seem to crumble, peer pressure taking love
he can get 'em their p"
But he's gotta hit road, so he needs a couple weeks
Look, you got five days, keep thinking I'm joking
You and your mum, 6
touched each other's hearts
Like candles in the dark
If it's time for us
We've gotta take it
Take the chance
The chance to make it now
Let the love
From your jeans to your dreams, I want you here with me
Every day, if you leave, I'll be weak by the end of the week
And sometimes we don't get
Summer nights were humid in the sin city
We got each other high in the dim red lights
In the bleak darkness you flicked the wheel
And lit up my
Then you better get your motherfucking offers up (on God)
'Cause last time, I don't think we really charged enough
One, two million
Like each one
a parking lot, each car twenty racks a piece
Ain't no limit on this money, call me Master P
Half you niggas dick riders call it Master D
Ask your CEO, he
gonna make it out alive without each other
Please don't go
Stay"
I chased away a prophecy 'cause there's a side of me that subscribes to thrive in
will eradicate
It makes me sick
To watch you prey upon the innocent
But I can't stand by and simply be a witness
With each fist that splits open my
I'm nobody's baby
I wonder why
Each night and day I pray the Lord up above
Please send me down somebody to love
But nobody wants me
I'm blue
the smoke climbing up my cheeks
I hear the jokes and I smell the punchlines
I lay broken in my bed for weeks
My room's too dark and my bed's
time I'm about to despair
There's a 7-Eleven right there
Each store is the same
From Las Vegas to Boston
Linoleum aisles that I love to get lost in
I'm nobody's baby
I wonder why
Each night and day I pray the Lord up above
Please send me down somebody to love
But nobody wants me
I'm blue
for weeks.
So I throw myself on to the bed,
Onto the mercy of the truth,
Who is stirring and trying to cheer up the net,
And afterwords me,
And I'm
still magic to me
Ms Barlow the ageless mild lady
Three times a week she'd do her round
Raising a dust cloud
Weaving through wattle
In the end only
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