Lyrics:
And time around me whispers when it's cold
The changes somehow frighten me
Still I have to smile
It turns me on to think of growing old
For though my
Whipping up a beat, yea it took about a week
Wrote a verse down, think I'm coming with some heat
Got some ideas, this is all pretty neat
I ain't never done
though
I do everything I can, for the sake of fam
Gave you what I could and you never will think of me when making plans
I was seven being shaped a man,
motherfuckers
That didn't think I could do this, know what I'm sayin
(Sucker ass niggas) Yeah, weak fuckers (AHHHH HAAAA!)
(Yo, yo P man what chu' mean) Yo man I
When it's getting late
I guess you'll soon be coming home, yeah
We'll sit and talk and you'll pretend
That your love for me is gone, well
You
When my world gets heavy
Weighed down by the troubles of this life
I look up to the clouds
And daydream about
That sweet by and by
Start
Well Just Text ya man when you home then
Sends me pics that she save in her vault
Says she sorry when it ain't her fault
About to get into teaching
enemies
I'm so far from home now,
I'm all on my own now,
Please somebody save me
I'm feeling so crazy,
I feel like my reflection's playing tricks on me
When
leave it home
If he ain't got it right by now, then scratch him off
They just called me, said it's about twenty strong
They standin' at the door, don't
The astrolabe paved the way
For the clock now I'm about to turn it back
Was the qanoon of Ibn
Sina perceived as backwards
When Oxford scholars deemed bathing
all I can do, is think about you
I wonder if our dreams will ever come true
I wish that you were next to me
cause everything we had’s just passing by
all night long, and all I can think about is getting you home,
I don't need this menu, no I don't,
I already know just what I want,
Did I hear you
the rapist
Imma do something for me and defo not for you
So when you say I loved that I can say me too
Sometimes it's fun to do things not thinking about
me and you, friends
I dream about cuttin' heads off with a shovel (What?)
The dreams are gettin' serious, think I'm in trouble (Oh my)
I don't
whoa whoa
Demons in the night, oh
They chase me every night Granny prayin' that I make it home
In a storm, in the night When I think about ya
All
(Flashing lights, lights)
(what)
I think about the girl all the time
East side to the west side
Pushing phat rides, it's no surprise
She got tricks in
Yea I put her in some Rhinestones
She don't need no Uber, I'm her ride home
Way she give me head got my mind blown
We don’t need label know what time
you want me to
Oh love
Excuse me miss but
I think you stole my eyes
And I'll be singing the blues
If you don't take me home tonight
You got me all
the happy days
So sad they went away
Now I just and think about Words that I forgot to say
Like how I long to come Home and hold you close To me
But since
a sweet forever
And make you think that you could never have anything better
There's a thing about me
I say what I'm thinking
Won't say I'm leaving till I
to the bar wearin'
'Cause when the girls put on the starin'
I love watchin' all this dancin'
By the girls who are as about as luscious acting
Rude girl
the ladies think he's more handsome than you
What happens if the rumors about being a faggot are true?
Look what it's running into
I don't feel like having
under dogs
I know Lane, and Chris just talked about this
But I don't think it's been beat home enough
Howie Roseman, A few years ago
Was relinquished all
Last night I heard the rain on my windowpane
All I could think about was all the time my mamma kinda begged me to change
But I ain't listen, and no
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