Lyrics:
was high at the time, so have a little sympathy
Hold me irresponsible
That shit I did was not my fault
And it felt so fine
But I was high at the time
All these little lies blew our perfect house of cards
As six attended the garden of your sins
Burn your little memories on the incense of uncertainty
mean I’m alright
Wish you was here by my side, I'd have a little more light (Light)
I'd have a little more life (Life)
I just hope you alright (Right)
You had me second-guessing everything you claimed to be
But you don't even care about me, showing me no sympathy, like
And then you go and tell me all
I was born with a shotgun in my hand
I was raised up by a redneck old man
Country living small town raised
I was born I was born in the usa
I was
Drivin' down the motherfuckin' highway
The flyway hey bitch you goin' my way?
Now I got a passenger
I look at the miniskirt now I'm askin' her
I needed to grow up a little first
Well, looks like I hit a growth spurt
But I'm coming for closure
Don't suppose an explanation I'm owed for
I needed to grow up a little first
Well, looks like I hit a growth spurt
But I'm coming for closure
Don't suppose an explanation I'm owed for
and one's below
Oh, one I love with all my heart
And one I do not know.
Two lonesome dudes on an ugly horse
Passed by not long ago
They asked me where
by me
I am an old tree, gonna talk my jaw free
Someone come and get me
Another night beside myself would finish me
Give us G&T and sympathy
I
leaving me
It's just a setback
But I'll move on
And I'll be so glad
That you're ogne
Little by little
The lows aren't as long
I'll be okay
Relax it ain't
up in a benz truck and you know we gone
Shorty in the passenger askin me what's wrong
I just popped a pilly so i'm feelin kinda lost
I don't dress
since I was 16 years old
I’m probably gonna die by catching a cold
Money may not buy happiness
But it does buy comfort
And a little bit of comfort could
Smell got me feeling all woozy,
Passenger all boujee 2 gyal deep with the baddest groupies,
& I ain’t ever done no shows no & I ain’t ever been in no
Am I your destination? Or another stop requested?
At the bus shelter freezing off fingers to compose a text message
You be surprised by the efforts
I-5 to Seattle
The music blasting loud in my car
Singing at the top of my lungs, I look to
The passenger's side where you are
Whisper closely
Tell me,
since I was 16 years old
I’m probably gonna die by catching a cold
Money may not buy happiness
But it does buy comfort
And a little bit of comfort could
old with you
Life's just a little more fun with you by my side
And we can always switch seats if you're ever gonna learn how to drive
But imagine
I sell or what I sold
As long as I give my soul whenever my story told
I don't know how you roll, all alone in the zone knowin' damn well my little
me endangering
never knew it too busy sharp shooting
little fishes don't get caught by this harpoon bitch
it�s just music meet my instruments
OG say
a ride in Thailand. Sources said that it was because of a breakdown in communicating. Oh lord, the boat was towed into Thai waters by a German freighter
he dropped off his passengers
Down at slack tide
I can't control anybody other than myself
Leave those half empty thoughts
High up on the shelf
If you
dinner money in my pocket
And even the little things like ordering pizza
Were probably the reason for overtime in the evening
Five till ten, six hours
through the computer to do a little song
My music got the charm, smoother than a cougar
Attack the mic and get on the intercom
Hello passengers, fellow
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