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Safe be safe oh
Get to the green theres smoke in the air wait for it to leave
Don't breathe we try to branch off and I left like a leaf
My vibe is

be no one else
Put the shame up on the shelf
I'm healing, healing

Little girl in your bed
The one that you broke, 
You left for dead
I'm strong today

went a day saying
I’d trade this blood for love

He was a man with a life
He had a child and wife
The sun’s warmth rested him goodnight
Now the moon is

Some seek fame  
For the of love scorn  
It's all love til it's torn  
It's deep  
A movement dies  
As another is born  
We're climbing for dollars

and let's go
Take you on a road you ain't ready for
Damn, these hoes be pressed', and broke
I see what that nigga left you for
Shakin' ass everywhere you go

Becky preggy all she want is the bread
She left you messy said you whistled Instead
Doing shit that get you lit by the feds

slang and bad grammar
Left for dead, smothered by the dirt and tainted amber 
Building up the pressure, pop the top like temper tantrums
Looking

grateful
Grateful for the chance my dad ever got to date you
Grateful for the positive words,you didn't hate dude
Even though he left you by yourself, jus

for shit
So when I left, I went
And I took myself with
I wasn't me for awhile
Yeah, I was double fisting fifths
Yeah, I done spiraled for a bit
Without

she’s seen virgin
Have sex neat aint no usin any c
Feel my heartbeat through your pussy
I harness what’s left of the dead
So no time waste from break

in life, don't be no dead weight
I'm in tune

It's deeper than just a beat, literally
Deap

can't even make your bed
You tried to pull her back, by getting her the ring
I peeped that thing, man the shit don't even bling
Still begging me to love

thumbs bleed
All my bitches pretty life is ugly
I don't really care about who loves me 
Rather feel the pain then feel nothing 
Things aint been the same

matter sucked from the moon
Wake up or you’ll be dead by tomorrow.

So I let go
my old ways
No I
I don’t exist

I don’t exist
Now let love
Come your way.

2016 born, ain't built for shit
Makin me sick
Time fly by, who want it with him
Riley, hit the bottle and dip
Comfort from my most southern regrets

strong, to make it awright
You can't go on if you lay down tired
Be an Independent don't stop by da dead end
Nothing is impossible keep trusting your own

Do You Still Care

Tanya Stephens

Rebelution

2006

chi fi dead. 

Chorus:

Now do you care bout the clothes that they wear' 
Would you rather if they left you there' 
Do you still care what your friends

and you will find
But I found distractions always occupied my mind
Thank God I saw the dead end road that I was on
And looking back I see the precious time

selling 
Nightquil and giving niggas aspirin
Since niggas wanna sleep 
We finnesse em  was craccin 

Still ain't got no Feelings for the otherside
I been

by the end of the night
Give me a holla
Money making calls with some real shot callers
Do it for the culture like a young Sean Carter 
Boss n**** shit

High Hopes lyrics and music by Doug Warriner

Walkin down the road in a dead mans clothes im an almanac and boots
Im doing all i can to be a man

It's Time fi repent and look out fi Jah grace
Foundation affi solid then start it with a base
This ya raggy road longer than a rally race
Little by

in the fast lane 
Lead foot, dead bored, in a dodge game 
I can show you the back roads 
Wanna help but you just gotta say so 

I know you got your

god)
All out for my personal legend
Dice rolled, Ima hit me a seven
Weed loud, got me higher than heaven
Breathe out, all bad vibes I'm deadin (dead)
She