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Now I'm all alone for the summer, I don't get this
You're not by my side I ain't getting no affection
Don't know where to go, I don't have no
billboard hot 100
They tried it but trust imma kill em, it’s nothin
Might tatt on some tears like I’m cuttin up onions
The summer been over, the winter is
Tell your girl she ain’t invited,
She always ruin the vibing,
Like Rin,
She got a demon inside her,
More time I be in the yard with wifey,
I be in
of conservative evangelicals
The more I realize how ironic is that I got saved while sitting on a pool table
Hustled by grace
It took me for all I was worth which
it
Make em make em make em scrap wid it
Tear da club up, champagne campaign wid it
Party people do your thang wid it
I get to it why'all;
I get
brother
No answers for the undercovers
Operating under conditions
Of the summers, call the coroner
Two zero one fifty six
Yeah the orders up
Is it true that
yes you can
A listener's tears're worth more than
A white girl workin' on her summer tan (oh my god!)
So please GoFundMe a hype man
Hahahaha
Nah nah nah
down the doors
Finally found a feeling
That actually endures
I’m not gon’ be chasing fireworks no more
I thought it had to make me cry
And tear me up
keeps
The sun from shivering
It feels just like the winter tears
In the middle of a summer bite in the ground
And I can't help but wake up
Every hour
[Chorus:]
Nobody gets too much heaven no more
Its much harder to come by
Im waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
Its as high
Shit will have you slumped like a Big Mac
Ain’t nothing you can cover not even with ya tab
More slippery than lotion on a summer day
So if you try
drop it in the summer
Just dropped the mixtape called blast 2 the past
Im bout to lift the game up and tear it in half
Ima redo the scenery
I change up
the cops by the way I creep
No ones gonna stop me if the light is green
Lord forgive me for the tree
Here's your son
Here is me
Guilty as can be
Trying
(by Bob Marley)
1, 2, 3:
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love.
From the very first time I rest
summer breeze
There she walks
Strugles against the density of air
Soothed by the changing city lights
So she sleeps in conformist deliverance
love drugs but she love me a little bit more
No heroes for me heroin cherry amour
Cleopatra on Xanax some clothes got tore
I see tears in your eyes it
anymore
So see you later
No more in your agenda
And in this life of mine
I don't do no vendettas but you know I gotta rhyme
I showed you all my sides
before you, well I'd rather be dead
Just put your hand in mine, we can start again
Recently I just wanna fade away
No more of this pain
No more
Fine chiseled by vicissitudes and edifying conversations
Meets the soft countenance of meter and rhyme
Through tears and versification
The price
through tougher years
Shed a couple tears
We ain’t friendly this ain’t one of them
Ain’t no coming here look in your eyes don’t see no killer
Tried to snake
the mixtape on
Niggas fall down at things my fist take on
So I'm good now I'm fed I lay down in bed
No more of that couch that's bad I read
Sort of like bad
fanny, blow so such it give me dry eyes
It's so uncanny smoking on these beats like drive by's
Eyes wide shut, guaranteed I'm still gone roll it up
No I'm
one who could be no other,
Took em by the hands and made em walk.
As they stepped into the water,
Lightning flashed, the gators got 'em,
Them
that's being honest
Ain't no shame, I'll admit it she was there when I cried
So in return I wipe the tears from her eyes
As far as my pops, he's
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