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of place like I don’t belong
My dreams weird I can’t sleep long lately
Saying hey pretty lady like my n****a Monnie
Won’t you stay don’t you stray ain’t no

when you sent me to this place
You didn't really say it, but I could see it in your face

When I first got to Wisconsin, I was mad but understood
We

the picturesque views and the nothing that was bland
A honey with a taste for the money-less face and a bunny I erased from my uncles old place
I'll persevere like

underneath my tongue
I stock up by the sheet
Y'all may think, it's a drug
But I use it as a cheat

Dashing in the car no Kim
Here we go
Got my honey bourbon

place 
I don't Miss Russia 
there ain't one reason that I should have stayed
They called me fucked up
I was sick in my brain
Hard like a hockey puck
Mann

I went from tryin to make it trapping, to trying to make it rapping
Now by any means necessary just trying to make it happen
I remember way back when

We don't need no fairy dust and we still fly like Peter Pan
Leap of faith out your window we can go to Neverland
Lil boys all alone on the isle

it's glorious never faded
Could've named this place Grace honestly it's truly amazing
I am Rosedale a Johnson and Robinson baby
(Yeah)
It's the best kept

date
I’m like Section 8, I’m puttin’ bitches in their place
These niggas tender in the dick and probably catch a case
You slit ya’ wrist over that bitch,

to see, my unbelief my selfish needs (I think it's me this time)
Chasing dreams and currency, the house, the beach, so simple sweet (That's all that's on my

great

Sleeping in the piss look at me as if I'm wasted
Feeling like a dick bad look a bitch could taste
Ain't no place to sleep and I still knew I could

date
I’m like Section 8, I’m puttin’ bitches in their place
These niggas tender in the dick and probably catch a case
You slit ya’ wrist over that bitch,

I'm never gonna use

You're tired all the time
You're back from work late
And lying in bed hours ticking by
Could this be less like a date
I really want

who could blame them
In a place and time when everyone on Em's nuts verbatim
I retreated to the basement there I got education
In the ways and art

myself in another life, working seven days
Spend my nights with an old guitar, play my pain away
If I could I'd sing this one for her
Side by side we'd

empty when you do it solo
Working by myself, there were many times I felt like I was loco
You know that we work, til the setting sun, exhausted but we

Ellen and Ben
They met at someone's house warming party
They didn't like each other at first
I was still there
I heard them talking as they found

the time for me
You took it away you ripped it apart
Leave me on my knees
What did I do what did I say
I'm all alone stuck at my place
I gave you time
I gave

head west.

Goodbye is like moving a mountain,
Just to find out what's on the other side.
But I know you'll find.

Right where you belong (x4)

This city

And going back to the days
When I saw Red Lines on my left wrist
It’s like I’m running in place
All my work is erased
I don’t think I can make it to my

the only miserable son of a bitches out there in the world
Taking stock of the type of people that inhabit our daily lives can certainly place us 
In more

TwoTen you know what we do
This for my lil bad ting
Ya dig? Yeah, yeah, aye
Ooh she Certified (Bad bitch)
She Certified (Bad bitch)
She Certified

just a place she dreams about
Before cold sweats force her scream out

Her Days are just a blur
She dont wanna live no more
She's Oblivious to what

champagne on a yacht
I've moved like Harlow in Montecarlo and showed them what I've got
I've been undressed by hands, and I've seen some things
That a woman