Lyrics:
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
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Words sometimes
I'm healing
I'm healing from your love
I went on my first first date in a long long time
But it ain't you across that table from me
It ain't you that
feet
In my heart I sure believed
We'd always be together
And now, I know we'll never
See the roses bloom in London
Or the lilies bloom in Paris
the sea
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes
And love in her heart for me
I work in a London bank, respectable position
From nine to three they
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
one,--
Nay--for I love him all the better for it--
God bless him, he shall sit upon my knees
And I will tell him tales of foreign parts,
And make him
know
Then you know it by now
London sound
Bring that to town
Cash it in, cash it out
I'm about
Stacking it up
I'm making these pounds
If you don't know
man
Went from gettin' close to the gang
To sipping champagne on a plane
Do what you love in life and never second guess it
Even when haters protest
Embraced by music where the secrets were kept
City of awakening, where I found myself
City of my youth, of poverty and wealth
Stripped of roaming
to me was in London
but by the time I reached there little red brick house
Carrie and her father were gone
#The summer sun is fading as the year grows
a journey I'm making
I'm making it lit
It's the Holy Spirit by my side
They said I'll make it
I'm making a hit
It's a Gunna flow that I applied
I went
a journey I'm making
I'm making it lit
It's the Holy Spirit by my side
They said I'll make it
I'm making a hit
It's a Gunna flow that I applied
I went
like this (London weather)
Uh, London weather, it's hella crazy
Oh my goodness, it's hella cold
When I spit it like an iceberg
That's my word, so absurd
Ah London you're a lady
Laid out before my eyes
Your heart of gold it pulses
Between your scarred up thighs
Your eyes are full of sadness
Red
Do you remember that song by Janis Ian?
The one where she complains about
Not getting chosen for the basketball team?
Her song went, "For those
(Came out the hood)
We do not play by the rules (Huh)
My beat came from London, this Rythm and blues
I really wait got a screw from the juice
Went hard
I be having my way
I went to MIA 3 times this year just to look at the waves
Yea
I be having my way
I went to MIA 3 times this year just to look
Football to peddling white
My school excluded me for minor crimes
I grind for mine my group went 20 to 5
Investing in semi's and nines
Teachers used to love
we met when I had worked at Hollister
She love my hair and by that I guess you guess Adrianna
Cause, she had worked in the salon right next
got me geeked up (okay)
I went to Japan and made a mil' in a week, bruh (huh)
These niggas can't keep up when they see me in London (okay, that's
motto on scroll I think I caught the Holy Spirit
Say my prayers hallelujah then I went to go and get it
Get that money fuck the fame stay the same
inside, you have the power to write
You have the opportunity every day to decide, choose love
It might just blossom into a new love
But whatever happens,
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