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niggas, they be gone
It ain't enough just makin' a song
I'm like, what the fuck they on
Don't play your role, you gon' be gone

Chillin' by my lonely, put
A song about passing the same meagre cash back and forth in the DIY punk scene until we all die
Got you yelling in my headphones
Face to the pavement
I got a different outlook on the world and it came from the bottom
They see me whippin' around in a foreign ain't know how I got it
I got the drive
the world to rights, sit back and watch it all slide by 
It's a view from a train, pay somebody else to drive see the suits, 
I see the suits sunning
thoughts,
Bound by the depth of their love.

If I could hold on to you.
If I could hold on to you.

Somewhere near the end,
Lovers pretend,
Fake what they
and drive fast enough, all our troubles will be just like us
Long gone baby

Lets get out of this town tonight
Nothing but dust in the shadows
Gone by
and drive fast enough, all our troubles will be just like us
Long gone baby

Lets get out of this town tonight
Nothing but dust in the shadows
Gone by
drive by
Garage door propped open, lemonade stand, pie
Big blue lips, lick, thinking, I drive slow now
Get a good look at his chest and his ho now
Turn
name
Say my name, say my name

Dressed up quickly and hid out of sight
Shelter under the covers will not help me get by
I'm tired and exhausted
all the cheers
as the Rusty Mufflers took the stage
Them Skynyrd covers and Allman Brothers and Backstabers by the OJ's 
But the Shine was too strong
think my gun was a Crip
Drive by, walk by, bicycle, motorcycle
Killers pulling up in all kinds
14, 15, 12 years old
Young niggas slangin' iron
like life has o limits
I got in with my best part of self control
I bet I'm gonna drive this train with my mind
I put the headphones for the music
Shit, I'll drive you out of town so them clowns don't get ya
I'm down to do the time
'Cause you my partner in crime
(As long as I'm alive, I'ma live
by the speed limit
You can lose your life within minutes

Let me drive
I'm looking for a ride
To ride for a long time

Baby I loved your covers
I loved
Dodgin traffic on my way back home 

Keep the windows cracked you know this tree I’m puffing strong 

I’m alone

Music got me in my zone like cover 3
Headphones my gemstones
Girl get me out the friend zone in the end zone
So I can score a touch down
Like a basketball Imma bounce you all around
I got plenty
The storm is coming so grab ya children and
Strap ya kid with headphones so they can listen
To history in the making I made it
To the top
true
Bad hoes undercover, they wanna love this brother
Cause I'm known to love the others while I'm under covers
That's just another nigga sitting stoop
At home late night, chillin', envisioning
Himself on the cover of Vibe magazine
But everything ain’t what it seems
Though it seem like he gon’ blow
Will he
and I
Don’t speak in riddles
See me and they know me now
I don’t need credentials
From how I make a living speaking wisdom
Leave the crib with headphones
I had a dream that we’d go on a drive and park up by a river
We’d roll the windows down sat side by side and talk of how we feel
I didn’t have clue
place
I know somewhere on the east that I'm sure
We could take a long drive away
She got an estate by the shore
Cause I'm at the hideaway
I'm spending
prom queen, yea-ea
You're the alumni
Now I just run & hide
Got me feelin like I'm dodging in a drive-by

Heavily debated from the day we first dated
I
Shall Rise above the loneliness 
lift my head and drive on by
I Shall Rise above the emptiness
Aim my sights for the sky
I Shall Rise above You
I Shall

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