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Sara's got to get away
Sara's so tired of running 
Out of things to say
When he comes home looking that way

Sara's got to fly
Sara's got no more

Sara's got to get away
Sara's so tired of running 
Out of things to say
When he comes home looking that way

Sara's got to fly
Sara's got no more

You are the one
The only one
That I need
That I need 
To get by
Yeah
You feel my pain
When no one dies
Oh God this is how much I need you
I need you

out 
I can cop you a nice bag 
You deserve it all 
Don't worry 'bout the price tag 
Been called a jbag 
By guys that couldn't get her 
She's a real jet

Love is a blessing
Love is unknown
Love, is right now
Stop sitting around
Waiting for someone
To get you your crown, crown
Baby love is this ground, step

Feeling left out
The world is passing you by
Lost in your thoughts
Spending all day wondering why
The wind in your sails has refused to carry you

a million times before
Between the late nights, bad decisions, and a whole lot of stumblin' around
Seems I can't stand up long enough to fall down
Oh lord, I

Whole lotta white gettin' cheaper by dozen
Whole lotta white gettin' cheap
Yeah, yeah
When I drink, poured up nothin less than a four
Really built tough,

you by my side
So I got no problems
Turn up the music and lights
Let's fly away on 'em

Sun up, got my shades on and
Good vibe energy only
You're my

sitting around wishing
I had a story to tell just to make you laugh
No smiles for miles we got to get this cash
Born in the trailer park, rottweilers after

And weh me work for me earn it
Now me life is what dem dream bout
Me say girls around me, inna yuh bed my name dem ah shout (Diamond)
And me dawgs well

Roll me one up, then I need a light
We can hit the beach, get mai tai

Ride in a drop top and fly by
Maybe after these few drinks, let's Slyde Slyde
I'ma

be hard sometimes
To be around when there's nothing but time
Do you ever feel like you're drowning
You can't get out of the storms
They run in your

to do I'm standing on the edge and that's
too damn close to you and I can't get out of this I'm trapped in this burning pit but I've been left behind by

I'm her cousin I'm just what you get
Oh you wanna shoot a movie now you're on the news instead
Oh you wanna hang around with me here's a noose instead

that I owe a whole life long debt, yeah Kinda folks that'll say they bet
This holiday'll be the best one yet

Get up around, it's time that we go

like, where the hell am I?
Yeah Givenchy my totes when I'm steppin' by
Come in this bitch, you know I'm finna make it out
Ima cum in this bitch while we

Heal Your Soul

Performed, Written, and Arranged by Kenneth Kynt Bryan



Verse 1

Let me see you twerk for me

Work for me

Slay the beat

Serve

matters
Cooking pancakes up on the stove
Cooking pancakes up on the stove
Flapjack duty bid for by my wife
Making chocolate chips my now normal life
Cooking

The day I moved into my new house, heard a knock, made me get up from my couch
Thinking to myself, on the other side of this door could be whose face

careful about who by my side
Niggas say they ride, but they foogazi
pistol stay beside me, somethin' like my neighbor
All black like Terminator, ask me what

Watch your back like you're wearing a target I'm recording this heat through the scarlet
I'ma get it in focus regardless Little Betty, I take on a date

Wind flies around and makes an apple fall down
Rests by a cat that sleeps calm in the storm
The sky purple and dark, but there's a glimmer and spark

these bitches in LA
Man they wanna fuck just for the fame
(Man they wanna fuck just for the fame now)
You know how it get, they know my name
Sometimes