Lyrics:
You exhausted all your options
Played all your cards...Just didn't play them right
You wanna win this game
You gotta take the chance...Night after
are my guide, tell me: what can I do?
(With the dawn's soft gentle light)
Give me you advice, lead me once again
(Take your own way, take flight)
Oh
be good at it
If you can't be good, be good at it"
Well, if you can't be good, be good at it
Take after your old man, son
Don't worry about bein'
take me home!
Grandma take me home!
Grandma take me home!
Grandma take me home!
Grandma take me home!
Grandma take me home!
After dinner, I had
insane
And the way you're actin's tellin' me you feel the same
Everything you do everything I see
the sunlight on your body
is workin for me
Take after
heart out
If lights went out cause of a black out
I'd take my phone out and bang my fist down
Take after take till I had no doubt
Trying so hard finding
Trynna elevate but it seem like you stuck in my way
Take after take why do we always part ways
Know that it look like I play with your heart like a game
Thousand takes
Take after take
No Doubt, no doubt
I doubt what you doubt
And I doubt what you 'bout
But I'm 'bout what you 'bout boy
Lemme vouch for
Get after your thing, take that less-traveled gravel
Yeah, don't be scared to head upstream, just don't forget your paddle
Get after it, you only
to "Whatcha-know-Joe"
There'll be a hot time in the town of Berlin
When the Yanks go marching in
You could never keep `em happy down on the farm
After they take
to "Whatcha-know-Joe"
There'll be a hot time in the town of Berlin
When the Yanks go marching in
You could never keep `em happy down on the farm
After they take
to "Whatcha-know-Joe"
There'll be a hot time in the town of Berlin
When the Yanks go marching in
You could never keep `em happy down on the farm
After they take
to "Whatcha-know-Joe"
There'll be a hot time in the town of Berlin
When the Yanks go marching in
You could never keep `em happy down on the farm
After they take
to "Whatcha-know-Joe"
There'll be a hot time in the town of Berlin
When the Yanks go marching in
You could never keep `em happy down on the farm
After they take
gimme gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness
and the star and the tree
But don’t let this world take your joy after Christmas
Take joy to the world and just sing
Happy day after Christmas
And merry
get it I do this shit with my all
After I take it from peter know I ain't fucking with paul
Came from the bottom of bottoms where niggas topping
with every hit
We're closer to the break
But you might be surprised
How much a heart can take
Blow after blow
I just might be the one to say
I told
why but take another step
Can't tell you why but take another step
After this climbing maybe you'll find rooftop glow
Your, your nights must be hell
to "Whatcha-know-Joe"
There'll be a hot time in the town of Berlin
When the Yanks go marching in
You could never keep 'em happy down on the farm
After they take
Valentines he never sent
There's not enough time he's a working man
Can't stop falling
Heartaches calling
Finds you after the fall
Saints or sinners
Take no
Take after take
I would hit it up
Ain't no motherfucker in my way
I was makin sure they Get enough
I face and I face
Jus like pickin up
Jus like
focused on making hits
Take after take working till the final mix
I'm gonna live my dreams I promise ill never quit
When I want something I will work for it
Or we can get take after take 'til the cows come home
Shut the door, I'm feeling overexposed
Now they all know
All of the tears you've cried but
You
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