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Then every songwriter would have it by now
Yet we keep writing songs about how we feel

If we knew the end
Would this all be insignificant
All our fears

above the ground
Like Morales, I'ma swing by the sound
Might as well change my mind no more texts
Leave me falling down head to a new depth
I don't have

there's left to know
When all I ever asked for
Was salt and never gold

And I just can't be
The only one who wants to know
If I'm 29 today
How many more

days
We don't sin as much
Got a lot more going but
We don't grin as much
It's still cops and robbers
But we don't pretend as much
All that stimulus money

man
He tryna get up on the beat and show them how to do it
Get up on this beat and show them why we can't lose

Told Philly I would be there by August,

but I sure won't
I belong to you I wanna be owned
So please pick up the phone

We ain't best friends but that's all we claim
You need to stop playing

on the train a moving 
I road that locomotive down the line many a mile 
I was hoping to find Sarah with her infamous smile 
I didn't expect that id be in for

where I want
All these other people guarantee that there gone
Tired of the struggle lemme sing my song
I don’t give a fuck no more I’m on


Imma bad boy

It must be something about you, your hair or your juice lips
The way you walk around when you rock them hips
You caught me by surprise when you

gold, than you know we'd be rich
I'm tryna leave a solid legacy for each of my kids
It's more about the bounce back and less about what you did
I'm tryna

I'll never know
You'll grow and move on, but regardless, this song
Will be stagnant, never to change
The vocalist trapped in the bars of a staff
Why

better 
Always a little upsetting 
When you can't meet her expectance 
I'm hypnotized by your eyes 
the time flies when I'm with her 
take that time

on my bitch

Scratch the shit, make it ten
Cause my baby got me to the end
She by my side more than my Gen
And I keep my fire everywhere I've been

And I

through it through the lens of Gods spirit
---
& Im sorry, Its so many ears thats itching
He aint think about your soul, He was trying to make a living
& Im

cross me
Watch who you keep around you
Cah that be costly
I've got the gift of the gab
I'm like Del-Boy
You're just a full-time plonker like Rodney
Free

have visitors!
I think we all know what to do
To the Throne Room
This bard's about to meet a muse

There's someone singing with us.

That would be

100 hoes
I need 100 purses i robbed about 100 niggas
So that's 100 curses
Seen a opp in public and I
Left him dead on the surface
Can't be around broke

Goodbye California

Jolie Holland

Escondida

2004

and pursued
By this notion that follows me around

My heart is hurting, my spirit?s burdened
I feel like a liar and a thief
For taking air, for being here

play this song
I hope you see it through

Race to the money then they race for your love 
Taste of the hundreds want more? get you some
Am I your

that you'd be buying in
More than you could afford

You're singing songs to try and rally the troops
Designer belt running through thrift store loops
You

all great and we're comfy
And yeah you wanted a little more
But me I always wanted it all
And it always had to be on my terms
And many times that pride

to me
Booth will let the truth do it's time
Focus unfazed by the rage
I just hope you notice my name on the page
Nothing is pumice the future is change
In

the money runs out
And we go broke
And the whistle in the wind starts singing the same old song
It’s gonna be one hell of a ride
But having you right by my

Oh yeah, is that why you're dancing on my feet?
Oh I'm sorry
Have you ever thought about having kids?
Do you ask this of every girl you meet?
I'm not