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You're stuck in blue
What can you do
Got your coffee in your car
A budding bloom
Driving around
The roads you choose
And trees come down like fingers

budding leaves
Misty eyes, memories in the breeze

I miss that heat of the summer
Life is a bummer when you're gone
It feel like winter
Spring in my mind

awaits you and the coach trip that's bumper to boot
It'll do for all the dresses on hold, budding flowers, tailored suits

Oh something's pulling you back

a meaning of two, one full of inspiration and the other is done in
And now begins our catastrophe

A budding self worth
And you can look
Through the dark

Deal come true 
We can make a whole new world come true

Unbelievable sights
Trees are everywhere budding
Droughts and heatwaves and flooding, but we're

of the corporation
And the birth of the freedom
In hope of a bright future 
And budding species
They leave earth on their journey 
To the 'moon' 
As their new home

My locs budding up
I’m a nigga fasho now
I’m overthinking in the back of a Lyft still
At ease because I speak enough so my lips still
Paved over my

talking to the walls scratching and numbing my brain head budding the floor
I want more I want more

Process to make messes
Is openly dumb numb skull thick

the fools

Oh, such a budding swami
I think that I am
Eye on the prize
Growing so wise
But if I'm so full
Of cosmic goo
Maybe I can pull
A rabbit from

the streets
Blood on their hands
Blood on the flag
But I know my soul is free
Hysteria
Blood all around me
(The seeds of fear is budding)
Hysteria
(There's

could do what's on TV
Thoughts budding, like the flowers, in a tree
So I smoke em
Pieces, drift, like catalyst, synopsis idk
Waste away, rotting flesh,

to hide all my pain
Yet I remain,
I should wear my heart on my sleeve
But those who buy the art, end up so goddamn hurt when I leave
I’m budding from

rapping
Spot jumping
Who said you can't grow this money
My shit budding up on trees and its oh so lovely
Wavy money going crazy going dumby
This what they

sudden 
Like a Lotus flower out of the swamp I am budding
Something beyond my wildest dreams I'm becoming
And to all the zealots i'm like the the second

Born and raised in a strange state
Budding like a flower on a highway
Waiting in the wings 'til the water gonna pick me up

Chameleon for your own

were the budding fruit, I’d be your tree
If you were the perfect rose, I’d be your bee
If I were a sailing ship, you’d be the sea
And the only thing that

still
Mutilate the time left to grind, big shoes to fill
Fly your freaky flag so high my dear we see your budding will 
Hangin' on the 58th floor

above the clouds
Just holding on to thin air
The sound of rain makes me happy
And a cloudy day comes through your blind
The Flower Ladies are all budding

bitch nigga
Joes budding for an intern
No sherm
Perms all burnt
I learnt niggas
Don't earn shit
They buy they worth
Got fake friends
Don't deserve me
They

to burn at the pyre

budding young flowers and fruit
starting to thrive
Comforting those who are burning alive
the screams are the only things that will

see
The vapor rainbow
The budding trees
It's not a ghost of washed out dreams
The gentle falls are just downstream

mo but I love em
Couldn't get attached to no ho so I just cut em'
Any other niggas budding like Joe you close to nothing
Starting five, this inspired

In the fading light
Cover of the night
I want you near

Like the budding rose
In the light exposed
I want you near

Share your light
Darkness creeps

Stupidity's deafening; dodging trucks to read
When I pray I pray for wisdom-wisdom to come to me
I think roses, I feel roses; budding as I read