Lyrics:
sheets
To North–South and West–East
Every which way your head needs
That's the compass to next week
Taking it day by day, minutes
To next, I ache, i ache
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
To contemplate my own true self
And keep me young as I grow old
The beauty of the days gone by
The music that we used to play
So lift your glass and raise it high
above LA frame the perfect view
It's gonna be another day of sun and shameless blue
By his cutting block the time has come for the fruit there by
visit's because it would become
The topic of my day and by the
Time we spoke later that day
The argument was so amplified in my head
That I couldn’t wait
in the middle
Like Malcolm
Frankie shoutem
Even myself I would doubt him
Can't live with or without em
Doubts my vision gets cloudy
Judgement day I'll
In there come Prince Heathen then, saying
"Good day mother-in-law to you.
And where will l find that sweet little bride
With her hands as soft
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
the good ol' days
Have a big hand shakin'
Sit and talk together
Sit down by the river Jordan
And sing our cares away
Oh you talk about the good times
Talk
mix it with the hate
When it's all over watch what I say
4eva n a day, day, day, day, day, day
4eva n a day, day, day, day, day, day
4eva n a day
that I am no human but a God of some
Sort i know that everything
Will fall right into my laps
One day i'm just writing
This book because I feel like I
songs and good old friends
Will lighten up my day
Good old songs are driving me away
Baby, my life’s getting faster every day
But there’s no use in
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
right?
It's the way that shit go
Yeah, it's all good
You ever been surrounded by police?
And overhear them whispering to plan where to throw a ki?
Late night windows down Frankie Ocean blastin'
So high off of doubt I'm in my head too often
But somehow I'm gettin' by with bullshit and nonsense
No-no-no-no
No-no-no-no
Wanna taste? I say no
I came to play solo…
I call it Frankie He be all up in my ocean
All these b-----s on my old s--t
Get a dabba
in the dirt
Although I know there's still some foos who wanna see me get hurt
Plenty good folks murdered, then they leave in a hearst
Laid to rest six
caught
The Good Old Days are gone
So live it up
Live it proud
Fill your cup and drink it down
The Good Ole Days don't last too long
Bonfire blazin' up
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm
Now and then I see old timers talkin'
All day long relivin' them good ol' days
Like it never gets old and it's the same old stories
Got me
Cartier shades
Beg ya pardon I'm blazed
Casamigos lil purple haze play Frankie Beverly and Maze
Think I been awake for three days
Hoes bitches get to know
fucking mysteries
Now I spit these melodies my mind state be heavenly
Or at least it better be
Something like the good old days Frankie Mays and Beverly
See
fam
I hope you get it I ain't in no facade my mans
Dedicated I got it honest
Actually a good villain ball Ice go Kr-line
Brunch for two no-deal put that
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