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Almost got hit by a truck
I said I'd be there by six
You'll think I don't give a fuck
And I'm enjoying the fall looking at all the leaves
But I don't feel

do me just right
Make me so secure
Got it bad for you and you no there ain't no cure
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm so glad you're here
I'm so glad you're

was tryna be seen
So I got it all covered like the tats 
That on baby face
There ain’t no info
You could use to offend me
Could tell you what happen

In days of old there lived a maid, 
She was the mistress of her trade,
A prostitute of high repute, the harlot of Jerusalem.

 Chorus:
 Hi Ho

Hot sun
I know we said we're done
I got this feeling inside when you walk by
Hot sun
It used to be so fun
I remember time would fly by
Don't look

a flash of light
Cause your voice is the next best
To having you in sight
But tonight
There won't be any calls coming through
So my mind starts playing

to be
Days in my head are daily, staying up there is of lately
Staying up here is my safety mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
I am aware it's my fault
Am aware that I've

fine, we were living so high, but I don't know why
Was I there for you
I'm thinking about the times when it was gonna be alright
Don't run away
I'm

we could be chilling
Exhibit I'm enlightened by the spirit
So enthralled, you make life real thrilling
Penicillin, you my remedy
Call it fiending, but

See this is work 
But I got a lazy eyelid 
It swallows up every bit of the violence around where I live 
 
Mental health is poor
But My hands are pretty

For us to roam in
I built this garden
But I filled it with warnings

Got to get down in the dirt
Never know what I'll find
Too afraid of getting hurt
By

got some time

I'm the knight in shining armour
The yielder of the sword
I'd rather save the princess
But I'm distracted by the whores

I'm the knight

High Lonesome Lucky
Sure is good to hear you try

We could have ourselves a barbecue
Just the kids and me and you
We could be there by suppertime

I don't need you if you ain't gon' be by my side
If you gon' ride with me girl then ride life or die
You always playing with me and those other guys

on the gram got my mind
Gone still after I told her don't
Not understanding it back
With him I hope she ain't
Thinking it nun against dude
But I'm really

nigga get blessed by the likes of us
One of one
Who is you counting out
Nigga I'm number one
Beat it up
Bitches be lying and trifling
Deceiving us
Google

and play
She wanna chill by the coast by the bay

Yeah

Cedes she got it for the low
Down to Malibu
Yeah we cruising slow

We be smoking hella J's for

tiny little traces of you
Traces of hopeful diary entries
Sepia summer memories
Lying on the hill
Back when you loved me still
You'll be there when I'm

rad
I really felt bad for her dad
If yo daughter a hoe then I know that you sad
Scammed a Russian nigga he was mad
He got his niggas and they beat my

Outside of town, my friends all wait for me
They said tonight it's going down
I know to well, that once the summer came
There would be stories

I'm in New York City and
The sun is shining brightly but I know
I just got lost

Cabs go past flying whilst
Some stop by asking where you`re going

While the phrase “knock on wood”—or “touch wood” has been part of the vernacular since at the least the 19th century in Britain, there seems to be

Life's been hard, as if I'm on the run
Death's unexpected, tell me what's the chance I die by a gun?
Tell me why they always took my heart and run?

yeah
Saw it in a dream
So I know I'm on the right path
Do you like that?
You just see the price tags
But none of it gon be there when I'm gone
We're just