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to the ground, pants, marijuana, came to focus on music, riding, walking, wearing headphones, and what happened, it's okay to come and lice on my head, I did not
the night
I wake Mens ask am if e see ma headphones
E say e dey e bag unders so mek I use e own
Kubolor paa I bed deep so wey e wake me
Den I wan sleep
We making frosted windows
Just let me be your cover coz outside is too cold
You know its always in the winter when I need you the most
Lay that body
cover up what I feel boy
You my home boy
You deserve more
One day we're gonna rule the world
Never worry
About money
Make love in a bugatti
You the king
the North
I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word
I said, where are we goin', he said we'd be back by the fourth
I said, that's the best news that I've
it up
And too much bass in the trunk, so let it bump
You look like you mad as fuck, but who cares?
Grabbin' her by the arm, cause she stared
Don't know
to
[Chorus:]
By the shoreline, will you be fine
Or will it cover you
And when you taste it, do you embrace it
What will you let it do
We grab a look
Mack daddy or daddy mackin'?
Pen lyrics on back on these napkins
Zoned out in a first class cabin
With noise cancellation headphones
Two hash
Wont go back
Aint looked back since
I keep options
Not just stock
Driveway on
Drive away different
Garage a car lot
Like im GTA
And i just jacked this
her answer MISFIT
Picked a girl up at the trainstop where I live
Took a drive along the beach by the ocean
Talk about the dreams we had while we
raised by headphones
And a drive to be better than before
If i fold im a ghost
Remember standing by the stove
So engrossed
You and i locked eyes and i knew
rushing but everything else is slow
Guys, we're in Hell
Look around, can't you tell
I think we just got hit by the bus
I believe in God, but it wasn't
I'll look back but by then I know ima be rich
Sitting in my big ass mansion and with no one to share it with
Remote control
Mhmm
Remote control
With
to ride a fuckin' bike, now I drive by
I came a long way stressin' bout the wrong things
Never thought I'd make it out the gutter with these long rains
rather than drive the commute
But I can't communicate can't relate to the preemptive hate people build up
Right out the gate
They're preparing to meet
drive by nearly got him a brand new coffin
Realize time to get wise Yo we blessed with dreams kid
My brother Charles he got me crates from Queensbridge
most of his days holed up in his room, immersed in the glow of his computer screen.
With headphones snug over his ears and fingers flying over
the North
I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word
I said, where are we goin', he said we'd be back by the fourth
I said, that's the best news that I've
other females out
I tell the bitch to beat it, take the scenic route
She retaliates by tryin' to leave the house
In an evening gown with her cleavage
us
And we can keep each other
Warm
While the cars drive by
En-route to dried-up dinners
And strip-lit kitchens and
The smell of gas and potato
multiplying five pies
Mountains on the table, take a whiff, that's a line drive
Pullin' out cocaine biscuits, doin' drive-bys
Bitches buttnaked in
got you feeling alright
By my side
We get live
Gear was in reverse but I'm switching it to drive
Forget everybody else I need you
I been working for
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 themselves on the steps
Every time I drive down my old street
I'm surrounded by all the memories
I feel like I'm losing sanity
Because
It's crazy how nothing ever feels
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