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grateful
Grateful for the chance my dad ever got to date you
Grateful for the positive words,you didn't hate dude
Even though he left you by yourself, jus

for shit
So when I left, I went
And I took myself with
I wasn't me for awhile
Yeah, I was double fisting fifths
Yeah, I done spiraled for a bit
Without

in life, don't be no dead weight
I'm in tune

It's deeper than just a beat, literally
Deap

thumbs bleed
All my bitches pretty life is ugly
I don't really care about who loves me 
Rather feel the pain then feel nothing 
Things aint been the same

can't even make your bed
You tried to pull her back, by getting her the ring
I peeped that thing, man the shit don't even bling
Still begging me to love

2016 born, ain't built for shit
Makin me sick
Time fly by, who want it with him
Riley, hit the bottle and dip
Comfort from my most southern regrets

matter sucked from the moon
Wake up or you’ll be dead by tomorrow.

So I let go
my old ways
No I
I don’t exist

I don’t exist
Now let love
Come your way.

by the end of the night
Give me a holla
Money making calls with some real shot callers
Do it for the culture like a young Sean Carter 
Boss n**** shit

selling 
Nightquil and giving niggas aspirin
Since niggas wanna sleep 
We finnesse em  was craccin 

Still ain't got no Feelings for the otherside
I been

and you will find
But I found distractions always occupied my mind
Thank God I saw the dead end road that I was on
And looking back I see the precious time

in the fast lane 
Lead foot, dead bored, in a dodge game 
I can show you the back roads 
Wanna help but you just gotta say so 

I know you got your

god)
All out for my personal legend
Dice rolled, Ima hit me a seven
Weed loud, got me higher than heaven
Breathe out, all bad vibes I'm deadin (dead)
She

shoot with
Always win by landslide then cut ties that will stay untied
I look you dead in your eyes yeah, and tell you, you my rival, yeah
Yeah nigga you

Countin' cash just to pass time
You lay around let it pass by
I ain't waitin' I ain't fantasizing
I ain't playing we ain't ps5'n
I got enough to buy

to stay on the sidelines and say this ain’t my fight
But taking the easy road don’t mean the choice you made was right
Remember that you’re a bright light

from a branch
Sit with me on the ranch
And watch silhouettes slip
Around the corners
Enough for you to come and see 'em well
Staircase squeakin'
Lights

High Hopes lyrics and music by Doug Warriner

Walkin down the road in a dead mans clothes im an almanac and boots
Im doing all i can to be a man

It's Time fi repent and look out fi Jah grace
Foundation affi solid then start it with a base
This ya raggy road longer than a rally race
Little by

we were so young, I felt so lovestruck
With too much on my mind, ain't tryna feel the love

Somewhere along the road, I guess we both fell out of touch

4, they like, damn, they thought it was lace
My white bitch love, love to hit that road
Ditch or this, stuff that up your hunky hoe

I ain't step

Got everything that you wanted
Pieces in place but none of it ever seems perfect
Living by the means of others much like a standstill
Hate to break

strong, to make it awright
You can't go on if you lay down tired
Be an Independent don't stop by da dead end
Nothing is impossible keep trusting your own

Do You Still Care

Tanya Stephens

Rebelution

2006

chi fi dead. 

Chorus:

Now do you care bout the clothes that they wear' 
Would you rather if they left you there' 
Do you still care what your friends

with
You in the rain
That was then but this now and
I just don't feel the same
I could fuck this up enough for
No one to debate that
I'd be filled with