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Once they see me by your side, they won't make another sound
Just talk to me, go ahead and tell me what you need baby
We're in love and we know what
The winter days they last forever
And the weekends went by so quick
We ridin' around this little country town
We were goin' nuts, girl, out in the stick
And we'll build our own private room at the edge of the sky
And maybe we'll make it alive
We're back to the grind now
Losing time by the week, drawing maps
it up, windows fogging up
We were living it up, up, up in that American love
I parked the Chevy by the levy on a Friday night
We were naming all
in the mail
And one week later we were ready to sail
The brochure said that the boat was large
But it was nothin but a broken-down barnacle barge!
time to hold your
Mayoral officials accountable
Chiefs and deputy
Chiefs atlanta's not perfect
But we a lot better than we ever were
And we a lot better
before your eyes, it happens every time
Please folks clap your hands, by popular demand
We're all fucked so we're still making plans, yeah
We're all fucked
[FREE] Indie x Bedroom Pop x Dream Pop Type Beat - Solitude
Produced by prodkult; Collaborator Name p/k/a 1dntknw (Collaborator)
We're happy forever
past my prime
But pour some Jim Beam whiskey
And I’ll show you a real big time
You don’t need reservations
Drop by anytime
The sun is shinin’ in
a perky make sure that it set
She suckin real good and i'm breaking her neck
I hop in my ride got the wok by my side
You pussies want static me and faygo
you know they were coming for you
Hypnotized by the lies
Stop covering the truth
This couldn't be the way for the youth no no
We don't have to keep
stuff
Acting like we're real tough
Baby we were on our way
So what do you say hey hey.
As time goes by, reality
Destroys your hope and dignity
finish up this album
I love you
Stacks
Girl I got everything I want in life
But you not by my side
Everytime you come around I be catching butterflies
You
that's my real name (Cassidy).
I got a vicious spill game and I peel cain.
I still came from the grind and the gristle.
Just tryna make a dollar out
piece by piece
Brick by brick, step by step
Still I'm underground just tryna breach the sediment
This beat is hitting spitting like a speech impediment
We
will die if you try me.
I see you niggas sweet like HI-C, but let me let you know
the name on my ID.
Barry Adrian Reese, that's my real name (Cassidy).
I
had Miz hit me up today like
Ayo, by next session I need two new songs
Said I got you
We out here
Vette Louvre, 2019
Sinful Saint coming soon, you
done dropped
The bomb in timely fashion ay
And I carry it my flow lava by it I mean the industry
Hold up hold up lemme prove it real quick
Let
Every single person comes from somewhere
Is made by something
It can be events, places, people
But we are not the people we start out as by our end
breathe on
Them moma heard the voice like the jeans long
When we were in that jail together
Which we would have kept it real for ever
Oh you my brother from
can't trust no others
And we all rule
None of us are bluffers
And we gon get our bread up Daily
By doing these Numbers (numbers)
Everyday I pray
Cuh
intro: this is a public service announcement or call to action to the representatives of the black community we're in a state of emergency we need
repent
For message never sent, now
Hello, stranger
It's been a minute since we last kicked it
By the way, just got in town
That I won't let cumulus
a beautiful struggle
cnd this is why we hustle!
They wonder why we hustle lemme break it down
Too many fallen soldiers that's been taken by this town
We're
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