Lyrics:
You give me something I can write about
You get fooled by the lightning every time
See the after-image of my outline
And you turn the wrong way
Home tonight
Rest my head
In my single childhood bed
Close my eyes
Count to three
Wish that you were here with me
Last year when my hands
Two men on the street
Drinking something cheap
No home, no family
It's cold, nowhere to sleep
Passers-by never catch their eye
Anywhere, one man
to god why he take you away
Baby drive safe text me when you get home
I was waiting patiently by my phone
I start to worry dat something went wrong
ass niggas man, ay wait, we
Say, either go hard or go home
Tha- tha- tha- that’s what we go
By, either stand for something or
Fall for anything nigga,
Walk around the city by my lonesome
All that what I see is where the flow from
There's a million faces in the place to be
Get it where they fit in
on the road, I hate leaving you alone
By your side right or wrong, even when I'm off I'm on
Sometimes I be right and wrong but you know that my love is strong
Was not enough, I choose light
Am I right, am I wrong
That's the wrong question
Every night writing songs
That's the god's blessing
Just a boy
Without
thinking somethings wrong with me
I feel like the world gon' fall on top of me
People say I changed, yeah, you think I don't know
I been hurt in the past
Feeling messed up
Feeling fucked up
Just wanna dress up
Motivate myself to get up
I walk home looking up at blurry skies
Blurry skies caused by tears
Vegas I call my home
I'm constantly up on the run from something that I shouldn't have done
I know my rights from my wrongs that's why I had to write me
do the wrong thing
Say the wrong shit
Sorry, not PC
Turn the PC off, being cyber-bullied
By the cyber cops
When I made this beat originally
The chimes
somebody new
But nobody to call mine by my side
I hope this doesn't bother you
But I've got something on my mind
It tells me i should text you
cnd ask you
I wonder where my friend has gone
I wonder where it all went wrong
Was there something that I should have known?
I looked for him in Amsterdam
And my mama tell to take
It slow say it be real life
But I gotta go against
My folks cause I can see the signs
And at the moment
They feel something wrong
has a guest something's wrong here I guess
Maybe I just ain't progressed wanting hip-hop to regress
And go back to them 90s days I'm just stuck in my
I'd rather be in Tokyo
I'd rather listen to Thin Lizzy-oh
Watch the Sunday gang in Harajuku
There's something wrong with me, I'm a cuckoo
I'd rather be in Tokyo
I'd rather listen to Thin Lizzy-oh
Watch the Sunday gang in Harajuku
There's something wrong with me, I'm a cuckoo
(We never thought of ourselves)
Is leaving (never a thought for ourselves)
Home (we struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She's leaving home
told you're gonna be missed
It all happens like in a dream
Thank your boss for making it true
There's something wrong, I can't explain
Like I wanna jump
wish they could be me
You got it figured out
And I'm still finding my way home
I've been hanging by a thread
Take me take me home
Can't take it back no
had to do something so I changed the order, I left
But then something happened and I know you know how I felt, a mess
Oh my god, what's this?
A love
ON THE PLANE FIGHTING TEARS IN MY EYES
I WAS WORRIED ABOUT HER THERE LEFT ON HER OWN
IF SOMETHING WENT WRONG I'M SO FAR FROM HOME
SO FAR FROM HOME AWAY FROM MY
people got me feeling like im wrong
These b****** wanna hang around but don't even know my songs
And Bean wanted the world but never made it home to mom
Im
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