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And this time she's really
Gone for real she's really gone
She took the house
I got the payment
She said beat it
I hit the pavement
I'm walkin'
a country boy when he hears them engines moan
But you've gotta hang tough when it gets real rough
When you're out there on your own 'cause they'll push you
Two doors down there's a jukebox
That plays all night long
Real sad songs
All about me and you
Two doors down there's a barmaid
That serves 'em
the payments on a double wide
You better hold a place in that welfare line
'Cause I'm just livin' on borrowed time
Well if it comes real cheap but it don't
real ass and she real bad (real bad)
She got real swag and a real bag (real bag)
She got real ass and she real bad (real bad, yeah)
She got real swag
I saw this stranger leave my pad
And this made me awful sad
(I don't blame ya)
But in the meantime
I was getting real mad
(You had a right to be)
looking for a real good time
I said, "Close your eyes, I got a surprise"
And I ran away with the bottle of wine
I'm going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I'm
looking for a real good time
I said, "Close your eyes, I got a surprise"
And I ran away with the bottle of wine
I'm going back to Cali, Cali, Cali
I'm
Feel like the walls are closing in
Feeling like time is frozen still
All the hope is dead
Feel like I might be gone as well
Hold the fuck up then
crazy)
He said Sam
(What'd he say)
Your payments are way behind
I said don't worry judge
It won't happen next time
(And what'd he say)
He said mmm
pavement
Bitch we done u miss a payment
Engine engine number nine
I heard your nigga thinks I'm fine
Better watch yo nigga sis
Cuz once I come n get em
know her today
If I wasn't makin' them payments
Now you got all this to say
Need to keep it real with yourself
What are you doing?
Why did you do
a bag, young nigga do the most (yeah)
Mmm, woo, and I Wakanda flex
And you know what time it is (yeah)
But don't know what grindin' is
Baby, I care,
broke down and held my hand
The teenage rush, she said, 'maybe I'll just runaway, we got time'
Well that ain't much...
We can't wait 'til tomorrow
You
and come on down into the engine room, hey - oh!
deny us, you can hide us
pretend we're not there, we don't care
tough
cuz if the feel feels real
your pockets
And you can use the engine blocks
We'll ride out to California
With my arms around your chest
And I'll pretend this is real
Two doors down there's a jukebox
That plays all night long
Real sad songs
All about me and you
Two doors down there's a barmaid
That serves 'em
Back against the darkest wall
Knowing that it dare not fall
The mannequin is real
The hair across his empty eye
Says careful mystery is mine
the most (yeah)
Mmm, woo, and I Wakanda flex
And you know what time it is (yeah)
But don't know what grindin' is
Baby, I care, baby, I swear
Only one
I'm driving through the night
I'm driving through the rain
The engine roars I'm on my way
Away from Mr. Pain
My eyes keep seeing what
My
Engine's running
Get ready to touch the sky
Don't let it pass you by
We're gonna reach the stars
Engine's running
Get ready to touch the sky
We'll fly real
your pockets
And you can use the engine blocks
We'll ride out to California
With my arms around your chest
And I'll pretend this is real
wouldn't be back there no more
And the landlord came up a real cool jed he said,
"Hey buddy, how bout the rent?"
I said, "Mmmmmmmm, Next Time"
What do
your pockets
And you can use the engine blocks
We'll ride out to California
With my arms around your chest
And I'll pretend this is real
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