Lyrics:
With my head in my hands
(Thinking)
You been away from so long
And I just don't think I can carry on so I start
(Drinking, drinking)
(Drinking,
With my head in my hands
(Thinking)
You been away from so long
And I just don't think I can carry on so I start
(Drinking, drinking)
(Drinking,
been doing nothing but
(Thinking, thinking)
(Thinking, thinking)
(Thinking)
With my head in my hands
You been away from so long
And I just don't think I
then he turned into a bitch & ran
Sound good enough when he went on that live to talk like bitches can
That bitch a fan
She under all my posts i got
on my dick I want me a wifey
Thinking too much she all on my psyche
Wrap it so tightly just me and my backwoods
Shake they hand and act good
If he pack
own and
Guess what, love I found me a new man
Cause you been wastin' my time
Wastin' my love
So now we're through
I ain't got no time for you
Baby, I
Yeaaaa
Yeaa
Yeaaa
Yeaa
Yeaa
Yea
Yeaaaa
I just been duckin dodging fighting demons
All of that fake love iont need it
I turned a good girl to a eater,
threat so I approached him,
With due care..
"Ah Mr Pip" he said out loud,
"We've been awaiting you, my name is Elwood P. Dowd",
Now just what he meant by
the source, got 'em direct
The same nigga that had a connect, he in the set
I been out here grindin' so long
But still I had to find my way on my own
I
The same nigga that had a connect, he in the set
I been out here grindin' so long
But still I had to find my way on my own
I could tell you what it beez
bitch (oh yeah)
Cause good game I'm talk it and yet you're so true some women will have you feeling blue like Crips
I lay my feet upon the path and I
You was
Always on the right side
He was
Always a good guy
I was always so high
Because
You didn't love me
You was
Always on the right side
He
a box
He put all my brothers in a better spot
You're not afraid of the flashing lights
So don't be shy
With Christ
If there's a moment that could change
so let me switch gears
By the age of ten I wanted to pretend
I could tour around the world in our family minivan
By eleven, now my bedtime wasn’t
forgiven
Too good to be true I must've been trippin
Cuz that day the lawyer said everything is different
Your relie put you at the scene so now he's
And it did that, started getting me some good feedback
Positive reinforcement, yeah I need that
I been struggling hard for so long
What's your game plan
that was 'cause of cigarettes
(Or what?)
Or guns he tote; he called shots on the deck
So I wasn't tryin' to call his bluff, by his persona
You
many innocent in it
Nobody know that cures cancer been made by the chemist
Nobody know the cost of a dollar worth less to em Kendrick
Nobody smart
Hayley and I
Had been writing some new songs together
(Hallelujah, Here We Go Again) that
The label was pleased with
So that acted as leverage for the band
at the Grand Café: Oh, no here's the guy who pays in nickels and dimes!
Life as a street musician can be good, and if the audience is enthusiastic enough, he
in the square
I won't let you run, nah, that ain't fair
So I clear my visions until I can spot him
Snatch him by the neck and say "Hmmm I got him"
here?
I got a checklist of objectives
That need to cleared (Go, go, go, go)
So forget about the lore
And ignore the backstory
I'd rather leave for good
more able
To see the good things on my table for that I'm grateful
'Cause I've had my trouble, I've had my trials
I've hit the mark and I've missed by
to the rocks and seen the sea
The rocks they mean so much to me
I’ve been to the rock to write a song
Shaggy was a good friend
I knew when he was old
You could
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