Lyrics:
With just a simple spark from my stare
Won't go playing with your insides
Take your wallet for it's big size
Won't be suckered in by those foolish
pullin' away.
[Chorus]
Your parents don't like me. They think I'm too poor.
They think I'm not worth to enter your door.
Hard livin's my pleasure.
angel
One of a kind
Leave me be
(Don't judge me, judge me) I
(Don't judge me, judge me) I
(Don't judge me, judge me) I set you free
(Don't judge
in
Muted by the system
I speak in english, so they don't fuck about what I'm saying
I can be the bad guy
(This is KDK 12 calling KDK 1)
(This is KDK 12
kind
If you tell me to be kind
Because I believe the symbols
I believe the cymbals
I believe the symbols when I see them
But I don't know if it's God
future
In old age, they will be the support for our sorrows (mother)
In old age, they kicked their parents out of the house Your parents have sacrificed
disappear when it’s time
But I'll still love you when your parents die
And when my parents die
And we’re forced to face this world together terrified
Someday
eighth grade that shit took you forever
Sitting there all silent it's so rare you say a word
Yeah I guess we kind of like you but your sisters are
Blow
Finesse, from SP to Casio
Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood
stopped by a train
And put this jam on replay
I can be your kind of song
I can be your favorite playlist
On your radio station
And be your number one pick
I
stopped by a train
And put this jam on replay
I can be your kind of song
I can be your favorite playlist
On your radio station
And be your number one pick
I
To put your life in full of fear
By the favor skies
We are flying
Truth we be buying
To buy out all the lying
How you livin'
Were you livin'
Were
the books below tea cups
I've kept a kind of hell
By the books below tea cups
I've kept a kind of hell
Panic and anxiety so often in my head
But I had
taught me:
Don’t accept a ride with anyone you don’t know
Don’t get swept along to places we told you can’t go
Don’t be tempted by fast money, quick wins
I saw you at the Beechwood Cafe
You looked at me and then you looked away
That was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned out to be
You said you had
(One, two, three four)
c long drive to my parent's house
I'll pick you up from your caffeine drought
I got a feeling that you're coming around
I got
And I was thinking of you
When I drove by your parents' house
They've been painting it blue
And I know it's been a while since we talked
But how do you
can realign
I know love is in my design because
I treat my worst demons so kind
Intoxicated by the lunacy I call it moonshine
Getting out of line in my
family went away on a weekend ski trip
And they left $100 and a note by the phone
That said: 'Don't have any company till we get home'
No company? I'm
What's your sign
Baby, you can tell me. I won't judge you
I'm gonna be here for you
Don't worry about what the motherfuckers say at school
Because
And the captions
All these little babies
Getting raised by the tablets
Parents don't even care
They too busy
Posting they status
Look a little deeper
In front of you
could make you change your game
What's your objective? it don't matter if it ain't the same
We're all affected by the changes in this world humans claim
'Cause you're sad and you need to take your pills
So I killed myself working two jobs
So you could stay home and be depressed
I don't get it you got what
world I am amazed
Lord, my family dey alive na by your grace
Always happy with the wonderful parents you brought my way
I can not think about the sorrows
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