Lyrics:
your health
See I ain't gotta say shit, money speaks for itself
With all models I make I'm great like five lakes
You got rims on ya truck? Man I got
this
Call me Jim Carrey, I'm sorry
Yeah, my face looking scary
I been doing everything, I ain't no fairy
This a fantasy, yeah
It got no happy ending
months oh that’s fax by the way
No cap when I say
The relapse on the way
Robbin niggas Jim Carey that mask on the way
Make"em rewind double back what I say
rocking beats man
Since a was a lil nigga
I've been rocking these
Stainless steel chains
Till everybody know my name
Making moves like scarface
Till the day
the name of Jesus
Got the helmet of salvation on my head
Ive been redeemed so I don't live misled
Satan is a liar Im surrounded by fire
So your plot
to strangers
I've been dealing with pain
I've been going through changes
Can't get you off of my brain
I've been talking to strangers
Calling them by your name
Money by Dee Money fucking name
They just know you like yeah he be with whats his name
What's his name
Canon on me no this not no photoshoot
Boy
Please
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
two-by-fours
The Pac-Man dots ate like two times four
I could hear the quarters shaking when
I'm walking in the door
Hundred, billion, zillion points
You got
And a big piece of land down in Mexico
I'm hell on heels, baby, I'm comin' for you
I got a pink guitar, a Lincoln Town Car
From ol' what's his name I met
used.
I've got ways to make you come back to me.
I've got ways to make you hear me,
Just by whispering your name.
I've got ways to make you think,
Who is Jesus
I've spent years of my life trying to get this
Trying to define and wrap my mind
Around all the names that describe Him
His names tell
love with you baby and I don't even know your name.
I'm in love with you baby
I don't even know your name
I've never been too good at all those
love with you baby and I don't even know your name.
I'm in love with you baby
I don't even know your name
I've never been too good at all those
where she belongs and I've long since ignored
I know there's aphids in my chest to get
The butterflies I'm feeling when I strain to make the best of it
one's for Jim and mike
Battling my demons I can't let a nigga hold me
Drinking since bout 4 n I'm moving slowly
Niggas know my name not my story
they
Bittersweetness I've tasted
I've been proving them wrong, proving them wrong lately
And now they got nothing left to say
While they all started
Each day I move up again
I got a minute to say what I want
Trying to make for everything
That I've done wrong
But that made me who I am
And if I broke
of my rope i quiver and cope
All alone by the phone in my bed
I go for a glimmer of hope
Get nothing but ghosts
Til a coast in the den my name is Gordon
Come all you rounders if you want to hear
The story of a brave engineer
Casey Jones was the rounder's name
Come all you rounders if you want
just my mama and me
And though I know it may be
Hard to be mama and me
But we've got time time time
With my mom by my side
I know I'll always survive
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
for us all
It was there for us all
Grabbed a ride to the Denny's
Got kicked out of Jim's on a Friday
We're fucked up as always
It's 4 am that's all you
that direction, right? you saw it... you know! well that's 'cause he's over there. I've got to watch him for signs. he jumps up and down like a jackass.
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