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They are everywhere...you should have stayed at home
Hide under the sheets, locking the doors, you're still there

Will you sew these eyes shut for me,

dougie and all them bitches hatin
but I'm bout to escape with a bitch and head home
she got her friends so its a two man
and I run a runner even if her

Shorty got a bubble butt with a thigh gap
Never mind that got a little sidetracked
Remember finding dead bodies
Off of Humber bike path
Life going by fast

from wall to wall
This pain so deep man it felt like I was cut by a saw
Cuz my ex fucked another niggga my heart been cold
That’s why nobody can fully

to tell me what I want 
Could of moved to Brooklyn could of moved to LA 
But Minneap is home where I midi map my poems 
to clouds and romanticize the rain

when a gun in ya mouth
I'm out, front of ya house while ya mom on the couch
Make her wonder what the Hollerin and fussing about
If you ain't home then

he can do that can stop it I
I want your girl
Eyo tell that man to act right
You deserve the world I'll give it to you I got plans
As long as we got it

don't even know what I go threw
I don't even have a home I can go to
Imagine your parents telling you they don't know you
You couldn't prolly imagine what

be known I'm by the throne
Different time zone, still gonna get my shine on
Getting fits off even at the grocery store
Harlem shaking out of style that

There was an old man in my home town  
had a gold tooth -hair was brown 
Ran a drug store down on main street 
Wore cowboy boots on his big feet.

I

boy, I got pimp bones
I been thuggin' ever since middle school
Got caught with a sack, got sent home
Got a broke bitch in my DM's, I just act like I

sacrifice on the outskirts of home
Hooved demons lay waiting
For the end game
Oh yeah, oh yeah

When the rats come crawling in
Evil witches come

That's why I'm on the road wishing I was home man I had to leave you alone

Then she said boy you need this dough and
I'ma be okay boy you know it

common ground is comparin' the government
I don't know today's math, I jot fractions
My righteous name come with dead mans, so stop askin'
You not

Stay

Devlin

The Devil In

2017

Jordy and man like Bill anything don't matter
Why the hell would I wanna go home
I'm right here in this Spaniard city
Sitting next to an English rose

or Jordan, hooping or recording, all posted by the light pole
Not too bright though, Moms sent me home before the lights dull
And they told me don't cuff

all by your lonely
Same shooter turned witness
Never show the folks the cash
Never show no folks the stash
Respect a man if he deserve it
And never

I Loved You

Blonde

Now That's What I Call Music! 90 [UK]

2015

and night
To be by my side baby, be a real man to his lady

Give me your lovin', give your mind
Give your kissin', give me some time
'Cause I can't live a lie

I sit in my home, butt naked, in my mommas favorite chair
With a pencil and a pad and alot of hate to share
With no morals to go through
I just

couldn't see then

Probably should've just taken it slow
You took advantage when you took me home
You should've known I was gone off the mauve
And I

he’s the man
He got his head wrecked for with imperial grand
Stand strong with the vertebrae that never waver
Game tight like the wig on Villanueva
Major

waste wood
to help 'em from deep hole
people thank her that
"without this bridge,
we can't even get to the mall"
but another day it collapsed by
fat guy

don't forget home
I'm so Oakland like Cindy on Soul Beat
Gingerbread house here, jammin' LG
Now tell 'em don't stop, keep goin', keep goin'
Off

butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got