Lyrics:
turn back again
How can it change
You had enough
But now we're in our own ways
A sudden change
Will link us up back again
Will Link us up Back again
New
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
to Miles Davis
The Canda all night rocker
To south side part, and Cathrine, what's up, dude?
And alright, now best wishes out to Eno and Shelly
And their
to Miles Davis
The Canda all night rocker
To south side part, and Cathrine, what's up, dude?
And alright, now best wishes out to Eno and Shelly
And their
by love that is unrequited
Sweet fruit begins rotting
I'm drowning with my own thoughts
Three's and sixes painting onto the side of my drywall
down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle in the sky, one
Sitting out in the field at night
Somewhere where the rain don’t cry
And the dust we kick at night turns into gold
Memories keep on flashing by
Your
of my own car again
And because I'm in charge of my own car again
I'm gonna continue going straight
The only way I know how to go straight is
to treat my
When your tough gets tired
Baby, give me a call
See, I can tell by the way you walk
You're ready to fall
Hard like a hammer
Fit like a glove
47
on my own. Here I go!
Makin' your way in the world all alone
Movin' and groovin' to your own tune
Will only take you up and take you down and upside down
of mine
I would give up everything to stop at the hands of time
Your little toes and fingers grow and soon you'll walk a mile
But tonight sleep tight sweet
that bitch a pit in a year
Got Godfrey Ferrazi all on me But now it's just a fantasy
Davis, ha-ha, y'all funny, gettin' in your feels
Spare me that like
Yo
Yo Premier?
Yeah whassup G?
That trip to L.A. may be delayed
Why whassup I'm on my way to the airport now
Yeah well your boy Guru got
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
So tell me yours and I'll tell you mine
Not keeping score but you're ahead by miles
Let me be yours and I'll keep your time
Play me that tune
You know
around with her Jeans
And 200 miles a long way
Jesus it's more than enough
But I'll make it somehow, I'll Scramble and plough
'Cause I'm 200 miles in love
Well, brother Joe never had a lot
He became a man of God
Started preaching at the church down by mile marker 17
He works his days, he works his
Sometimes you lose
To find your better self
No one really knows way
Move in your own pace
Dark like night cold like white snow
All the way out but the key is
money, got to get my dime
Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash
She bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash
Way down in the hollow,
a sweet delight.
Trick or treat, baby, and hold me tight,
And keep kissin' me sweetly, oh, what a night.
Trick or treat, baby, in your own sweet way,
Trick
And I'm fascinated with the
Curve of your lips but way to existential to
Remember your name girl
One day I fell asleep with my face in a book
David Foster
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
Like down in ? man oh man
Things be getting stupid
Took everything
Smoked it, looped it
Hundred people speaking
At a hundred miles an hour
keep me motivated
Cause brothers like me get dragged down quick by society
I'm in my own lane
I stay in my own lane, 100 miles per hour down
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