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dont know me by my name
if you robbin from the innocent I'll put you in a grave
man my plays been high then ever and the opps is who to blame
opps keep

don’t care
‘Cause this is a love song
This is a love song
For you

Verse 2
I feel 
Just like
I did when I first
Set my eyes
On You
Back then

Now we
Are

all ears
Just tryna hear you out
Tryna hear you out

No time's are hard right now, but we gon' make it through it
Sun gon' peak out them cloudy days

and his friend. Chasing those lights the sea breeze was nice, hand in hand and side by side 

Chorus: fall nights remind me of that first night I saw you

(verse 1)
I'm tired to be obiously, I just wanna try
To feel the butterflies when you walk by
It's time to take a chance, get off the fence
And show

about me
Says a lot more bout what kinda lover you are
And what kinda runner I will be

You found drowning sitting by the river
8am what a time to tell

the fat nigga with no shoes nigga
I been nigga are you serious nigga
Yea nigga we ain’t playing
So go to sleep hell no I ain’t going
Momma got like 4 am i

"Yellow Pickup Truck"
by David Bruce Murray (MusicScribe Publishing) 

VERSE 1
Daddy drove a yellow pickup truck to church on Sunday morning,

feeling from the heart space, hydrate your spine straight
I'm on a tirade to high vibrate
Purified, watch my eyes dilate
God and I, old mates, we co-create,

Make you come two, three, four times over
I know it ain't the same, I can see it in your face
Cause we elevated each other He only bring you problems
So

my caramel jawn
Before I could floss
Had to take a loss
Not one it was two maybe three or four
If you ain't cry yourself to sleep
Then you ain't sleep

continues I
Got a fragile mind

So I fantasize about a future that lies
And you are in it with me
All the way till we die
But I don't want it to seem like I

is done

The ships have weathered every rack, and the price we sought is won
Nothing new under the sun, son of a gun, son of the one
My momma's the one

Sad3by
What are we talking about?
Oh yeah Thats right
Eheh
Else
You love somebody else
Yeah ahhhhhh
You said you love me but you never did
And i

emi oh

I'm in love with this time that we are

takes,
I'm going in, hit after hit, P Rose, Tony Gywn
Metaphor whores, that's how we knuckle up
Quit it with that blood clot crying &
Buckle up
Hit em with

find me in the neck
Though it haunts me at my worst, it unbinds me at my best

Gives me rest, from the stress caused by the notions that are possessing

a shape
Fit what we knew, was raked, into piles of shit Stew, duh been lied to, wanted fat titties and Some ass too
Couple of bad boos, nothin bout you,

It struck me like love just the way she was sittin
At the bus stop waitin' my heart started kickin
Hey how ya doin' girl you got any plans
Are you

side
With 3 more shooters in the backseat
All the windows down, chasing money
'Cause bitch we gotta eat
Fuck her from the back
You know she like that

get riddled by rugers exuding ooze out their open wounds
No hand outs No silver spoons
We see the way they move
Bullets pierce they flesh man down now

loaded three o'clock we got some contact
You won't every see me tripping off of no hoes
Probably cause a nigga got them by the boat load
In and out I keep

the heart of this lesbian
Three dogs rusted columns
And by a tired breath
There is an indeterminate wink
The head that falls back
May never stop
And who knows

Pmx
Eugh
Are you ready for Runway Music?
I woke up and got to the mission
The whip causing carbon emissions
Man I got a long way to go
I already