Lyrics:
where the people stay
I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around
That's the day my papa takes his fures to town
Papa promised me that I could go
I really don't, I only like David Lynch
I support every actor, but there's only one director that I put above Wes Anderson
Yes, I fake my accent cause
like a victory
By then I was lit
With a click
Not a thing to gz
This by middle school
I was cool before the beats
I would write
Rap for no one
No girl named Brian
Not a girl named Brian
And he started to shave
And have one off the wrist
And want to see girls
And go out and get pissed
This man
Baby, there ain't no other place in this world
I'd rather be
And I'm gonna stay right here
Till you tell me that you're tired of me
Baby, I feel
the one who gets you through the nights
Gives you everything you need to feel alright
I can't wait till the time arrives
Won't you stay by me tonight,
and take a serious flight
I turned into a bat, I flew away
I said at the disco is where I gotta stay
Because back home, there was nothing like this
In
cannot stop me
Nah, I'm serious
This my decision
Pass me the scalpel, I make the incision
Yall ya just ya sittin there wishing
But imma go get it
Yall just
Never asks you if you're ready
With supporters by your sides
There's a day that comes and gets the best of us
And I know it's rough
You want to cry out in
Till the End of Time
CHORUS
Darlin’ hold me close and tell me, I am yours, you are mine
And let’s stay in love forever, TILL THE END OF TIME
I can
Get Back In Your Life and Live
by Lynn Beal
When you're down and low
grab your troubles and let
them go
To take time to worry is a
waste
do what
NIGGAS TALK SHIT TILL YOU RIGHT UP THERE IN THEY FACE, (THEY SO QUIET) NIGGAS KNOW WHATS UP ONCE I COME UP OFF OF THAT WAIST, (THEY STAY SO QUIET) IF
When I make my money, got to get my dime
Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
You called up in the sky
You
single day what must I say to make you stay
Yeah yeah
Written by:
Bre’Ana Vanity Jackson
Mario Anderson
to get by
We commute to computers
Spirits stay mute while you eagles spread rumors
We survivalists, turned to consumers
Just to get by just to get by
to get by
We commute to computers
Spirits stay mute while you eagles spread rumors
We survivalists, turned to consumers
Just to get by just to get by
I'm the bomb, ringing off all types alarms
My palms, be swift with the pen like Lynn Swann's
Aggravated assault, against an MC
Beat him down with
'm hot
I'm already knowing I'm hot as is
Know that I'm hot
Yeah
Written by; Kiran Anderson
James Walter Anderson, Brock Turner and there's more!
All of my girls they kill I think they should go bury the boy
James Walter Anderson, Brock Turner
and beautify ray bans
I used to love ignorance
Now I can't stay in the same room
Can't regard any as innocent
Not by the color of their Jesus
On my Kodiak
You're just like my ex
You're just like my ex
I been there I done that
You're just like that last one
Said you'd call me back
But never call me back
there
I'll stay there
By the silver screen
Show you what I mean
Bonnie and Clyde can speak for me
I'll take a shot
Ready or not
I'm just coming over
pockets bodybuild
Push the Volvo through the smog
Nother body prolly killed
We be like la di da di day
Time to get so fly today
In the city that I'm from
can't get rid of it
'Cause you remember it all too well
'Cause there we are again when I loved you so (loved you so)
Back before you lost the one
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