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you next to me
It ain't just the sex you see
I'm addicted your my ecstacy
It feel like a dream when your next to me

I'm grinding full time
I don't want

my ancient feelings
God is older
But god is not helping me
I'm all alone down here
Amen

On the ledge of my pillow
Suicidal thoughts
About Being Old

or shine whatever
It takes to be
Your man

Don't you see
That I need
Some more time
Longingly
By your sides
Where I stay
In your bed
Where I lay my
Head down

foiled my plans
Ain't it funny how somebody
Will fuck over a friend
I see them switching up on you
Never thought this would be true
Man in the mirror

stuck inside a cycle like a loophole
Everybody roll deep when there's new hoes
But when there's old beef where'd your crew go
I be going ham if you're

strives for pleasure
That only strives for dopamine and the sweet spots of life
I've killed the boy and drafted the man I always wanted to be
By killing

the same old path
Run me down how can I forget
Took some time but now I know
Spinnin' lies
Fool's gold

Gotta have your love or nothing at all
Like a high

Grabbing the mic, I'm taking control
Always finding new ways to express this old soul
By the time it's said and done, I'll be dropping this tool

to gold
Man I can't wait till I'm 30 years old
Sitting on top sold a million songs
My nigga I'm hungry and no one ain't funny
I'm killing your favorites,

Feels like my life is slippin' away
Little by little every day
Seems lika a lifetime have passed
An ocean of time in my hands
In my hands
In my hands

I made the mistake to take sex for love
But don't fool me now
There are others fags
Like my old man

[Chorus]
It's nobody's fault, only mine
An error

Bass knocking on the beat so you know I'm using Logic
Man I miss the boom bap, hip hop, old school with the bars in the drop top 
R&B and Bv's singing

Dear lord tell me
Where did you go?
Used to be a good man
Yes I used to have it all
Stuck in my cage
With all the lessons I learned
Bit the hand that

Daygo City by the border native women call me, "Guapo" nigga
Can I live (Kazie man and Dom Royal ladies and gentlemen, you know how it goes)
Can I live

To work smarter not harder
I'm full of light I'm walking ambition
Grew up surrounded by these so called Christians
Who turned their backs when a young man

the bullshit, I'm not go surrender
And by the way that I talk, you can tell I stand out
You didn't contribute to this grind, so don't poke your hand out
I'm

The beggarly old man was sick and infirm
He was standing alone on the road
Miserable angel was visiting him
Someone was crucified the day before

a back up plan, but I always thought you'd be around
If I ever ditched my old man, if I ever skipped town

Coulda had my cowboy, coulda had the ranch

in room on your moms old iPhone, lookin at my songs thinking, “this guy’s psycho”

Comment negativity, that better be a typo
Cuz if it’s not, don’t

like summer
Old nigga hating and annoying
I know he a bummer

Since you done walked into my life
I can't lie Its been different
Feel free to express it

Bag in the Dog House
Written by Bill Shelton (Fabskat/BMI)

They say a manís home is his castle
I believe this to be true
Sometimes a man gets lost

my Dad
I'ma hit a home run every time I'm next to bat
I can tell by the way you dress, you ain't never had A stack

I can't stop right now cause I

bleak
all joints will creak
bones turn to dust
each passing hurts
bound to the earth
a painful birth
 
You and I are bound together, by a bond stretched

It was like building a home, installed a window unit by your bed and then slept in my jeans with our phones dead on the windowsill. No one to call.