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Here is where I linger, a town with no transparency
I'll never know how everyone grew old before me

One day I will wake up, you'll turn the blinds,

come with me
If You could take Your old days back
To do Your best
You simply need to be like me
Oh yea oh yea!
Yee Yeah
I'm a Believer
I'm gonna take

Hey, I hate that I'm so stun
I'm ready to dance at the kings tun
And when I bat my lids by you won't run
You could see I been that bitch since

We’re going nowhere, let’s stay forgotten for one more year
My fear is over, I can hear the doorbell ringing, oh well
Let’s go to the Old Town

margarita sittin' next to me and when I'm lookin' through this empty glass the horizon has a vacancy."

He said call me old fashioned but would you care if I

I remember all the good old days
Heaven felt so sweet
Whatever ties that bind me
I will surely set me free

When the walls come tumbling down
I can

bitch who be running meters,
And if I meet her, knock it out the park like I was Jeter
Down bad, saving old hoes that I used to hit, I ain't even stealing

character but out of my shell
Just arrived in the game time to sell
Didn't had a choice had to yell
Ring the bell goodbye old life farewell
Running all day

Scrolling in my bed to get the day by
Lost sense of reality to life
Try to go outside but I don't belong
All the words cause me pain they were right

I'd like it very much to be under your wing

Quirky old days/ your love will always be so easy to trivialize
Missing the point 'cuss it meant the world

change a thing
Ahh yeah see
I turned nothin into
Somethin and I
Overcame the odds
Now I’m good
Shouldn’t be where I’m at
Life was AI
Dictated by the prompt

the most down
What are we talking about?
I still miss the 5th grade
Think about it everyday
Wish I never walked away
Oh
Do you ever miss the good old days

This shit means more than a check, can't you tell, dawg
I'ma die by respect, I'll raise hell, dawg
Some things are hard to accept, why you fell off

friends
Real quick let me just tell you bout me
Back in the day when it's books and blazers
I'd sit at the teachers' desk and preach
I would tell girls that

and our own good vibes
See I'm not even trying to hide my smile
Through lazy days and smoky nights
This old tee shirt isn't bound so tight
So pull me close

longer
I can deal with this pain getting much stronger
Look up to the sky, you should see me

I'll fly by like a red Lamborghini
And then you will know

walks to breakers talks
On the beach, skipping rocks I s'pose,
Looking past the bad there's a lot of good to come from it
Like July days on the water,

slipping away
Because the evening sky becomes dimmer by the day
Must be all the dimming stars that filled my head with shame
I know the stars will crack

And we've already heard the other fucker's response
So why does your shit even fucking matter
Just the same old shit, followed by my laughter
Killing bitches,

It seemed like a good idea at the time me and this hell-raising buddy of mine
Thought we'd go gator fishing in the Louisiana swamp
He had some old

children
Should have listen in beginning work sleep I'm chasing pensions
Universe a torn tendon hiding pain by fucking grinning
Took some L's I'm due for

Cincinnati, it's where I wanna be

Driving down Race you'll meet Paul Brown by the river
With the Bengals in first place, now you're feeling like a winner
I

Cause we can't go back to them old days, work a minimum wage

For the boss, man, so I'm turnin' myself to a CEO
Stackin' my dough like a PPP, ain't no

Country soul, hip-hop heart, blendin' just fine
Freedom in the lyrics, penned line by line
Rhythm in the roots, groove off the vine
Feelin' good, y'all,