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Insecure now the task getting tall for me
Half my friends can't name five songs of me
Maybe it's my fault
Assuming you would just assist is just what I

Is it my fault
You ain't reachin me?
When it all falls down...

I know it's wrong, you know you wrong too
I make a song before I think it all through

biggest hypocrite I'm hitin' this shit, in a lickity split
I kept my production close-knit, ain't want nobody to know it
Now my mixtape's well-knit, and I'm

I don’t know what tomorrow will bring.
But I know one thing -
Given half a fighting chance and you girl by my side,
This old country boy will survive.

bae
So confused don't know what to do bae

Ohh ohh ohh ohh
Yeah yeah yeah
Can I hit your phone bae?
Can't listen to this song at the night time
When I'm

Before I went out and got to it, let's get into it
I really fuck with the music
But money I'm also pursuing
I been influenced by the real hitters that told

Bad blood in the melody
Off key but I’m singing it high
Johnny ain’t a remedy
But for now, ya he getting me by
Hey can I bum a smoke?
Does anyone

be in your arms 
And so it seems we repeat history 
Singing this song that keeps going back to the refrain

Poisoning their brains directly or through the nostril
Yeah, I tried the tacos, now I want the Murcielago
Hide away from life and write this song inside

You were born to be loved
This is not just famous song
From the beginning His love has been pouring upon us without a break
If we call the whole of time

It didn’t happen like you thought that it would
The song never sounded so sweet
And the words never filled you completely
And they’re never ever gonna,

but i got cash too check out my shoes born in 82 how bout you that was the 80’s maybe if you call me by name lady maybe you could save me it’s survival

Where that motherfucker go?
Maybe I could find him at the bottom of a bottle?
Or maybe I could find him at the ending of this song?
(I'm wrong, I'm

An only one-star reviews-er
You're a power bottom at rock bottom
But you got company
This supposed to make me feel better?
There was a time I thought that

Now everything's dark
Did I say something wrong
I wrote you this song

Pinko 
Baby, know this one’s for you I’ll miss you ’cause you were The reason why I’d smile Sweetie, always in my thoughts I’m gonna write a song
You

it homie
(And this is whatcha gotta see)

The nanny stays at home,
The doctors on the way,
The lawyer proved you wrong,
The student's on the train,

Can't tell if these are songs or just cries for help
Mr Dolo such a loner why he always by his self
How the hell his whole life turn into one giant

Man, I think D wade gon' gon' 'head and
Bring 'em a championship to Miami this year
Mane nigga, please
What you talkin' down on D wade?
Man, them

I hang around and watch the sky
And high above some birds are passing by
I wonder where they'll be tonight
The heat is on, it burns my skin
And it

take a little more

By my side whether rich or poor
Missing your touch when I'm gone on tour
No reception on this transport
Movement, come and tell them

All I know are sad songs
Yeah, I live in a glass home
But I still be gettin mad stoned
This real, not Hasbro
Strong-arm like Satchmo
You wanna

You used to write me letters
You'd send me records in the post
Like 'Born To Run', by Springsteen
You knew the songs I love the most
But with

"eventually" her favorite song by me
I wish you never gave up on man like me (yeah)
The drama means nothing, it's a part of the game
You gotta keep it solid with