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the G-Eazy

It was me, my older brother, younger and older female siblings
Four of us on weekday at 7 AM just sitting
When moms and dads gone to work
Plot

As y'all already know
It's your resident for the streets
Trey Songz 2.0, better than you ever heard
Better than you ever seen
Reporting live for 99.7

Two Two O, Three One Seven, I saw this girl for the first time
She looked so perfect, an angel on earth, my life would never be the same
She wanted

could've made it work
Now I'm haunted by the echoes of misleading words
Think about you eighty times a second
Maybe more
Stuck with feelings that I can't

first impression was impressive
Now I'm fucking shit up with my second
I stood my ground when niggas tried to finesse me
Got me fucking shit up for

by and I try to look cool

We lock eyes for a sliver of a second
My mouth is open, but I can't bring myself to speak
So I just buy a pack of Reds and I

Could all y'all shut the fuck up for just a second?
Came here in a good mood
And all your questions wrecked it
Got a bone to pick
Well I'mma toss you

Blank walls
And cigarettes
Mistakes
And no regrets
No candles
For second best
Just back to
Another bed

White wine
In a dive
Bar standing by your

These melodies yea, they never lie uh
These melodies yea, I'm mesmerized uh
These melodies memorized by the second time
Check the time
7:30, I sit here

Okay, take six, seven
It's a one and done
We got no more guns
Because this ain't no Dress Rehearsal
We got too fun much
And too much undone
To live

Demons tryna sneak in my crib
It's too lit
Caught them lacking
On their mission I was too quick
I be quickened by the Spirit
I ain't stupid
They on that

Bet I shake the room the second that I'm steppin' foot in
How you wanna eat but you ain't never put no bread in?
Told him show me you could make

feel lucky count the sevens
1, 2, 3, I count the seconds
Until I can have you right here in my presence
Let me make a confession
Not a believer but I'll

the 8th grade
They were round and blue standin' in the shade
7th summer yeah we had it made
At the complex
Drinking Gatorade
Felt like 37 hours in the day

I wouldn't be choking
I wouldn't be joking 24 7 on some clown shit
I came to Durban and thought I lost it but man I found it fuck

You thought about

Charts number 3 but I'm making all this cash tho
Did it by myself, don't need you, just my rap flow
Made your lil bro deal with me, that's laughable
You

shoulders and tapped my feet
For sixty seven seconds she stared at my shoe
I knew she didn't know what to do
I said, "Listen lady, I got a ten and a quarter

matter
Cause I'll get there faster
Shit
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
Counted every second til I got to see my dinner plate
Got home for dinner late
They already ate
My

Two thirty-four by the side of the door
Four walls and some shingles built just after the war
In the shade of a willow, near the end of the road

to be you, alright
Can you stick here by my side just me and you tonight
Seven seconds with you baby feels like paradise

Your love that's
All i know
All

to cut them hours of me all alone
Proud of what I been surrounded by just for a couple sets
Until they call my phone, chilling in my throne
I been sitting

and gone
I be doing it for supporters, I couldn't never joke
Grown man problems every second when I'm seven though
So whoever talking like they with me

a receiver
Been given everything in life I ever wanted
I'm hardly beleaguered
But I am a dreamer
Deluded and eager
To squander seven hundred second chances
In

we were broken
Swear that I'm for real man you know I'm never joking yeah
Yeah I'm tryna find my way
Spread the word by any means and maybe tour with