Lyrics:
the media's gone
An entertaining scandal broke today, but I can't move on
I'm haunted by a story and I do my best to tell it
Can't even give this stuff away,
people in the street
High low
People in the street high
Low high
Low i was living in a wasteland
Dominated by these maniacs
These complete creeps
I was
suddenly
I am eighteen, then twenty one years young
But fundamentally older
A parade of ages marching by
How did those arcs all feel like mine
The tree
But she's the drummer and my good friend, so I hope she doesn't end up skipping town
What to do with your degree?
You could go and make some money
You
what she wanted more
She said, she'd be important in the city
Didn't she know how important she was here
For three years now I watched alone
degree.
Baby I done stayed locked in my mezzanine.
You been busy well i been working like OT.
Take a trip to Peru me and you.
Trip.
Baby we can cool it just
Dope
Everybody please put a thumb in the air (hey, hey)
One, two, three, four
Some crazy-ass kids come to knock up on your door so
Let 'em in, let
So many times I done fucked up a good thing
Tryna be anybody but me
People pleasing, been charged in the first degree
And since a yongin I was
don't know if I would quit but I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it, and I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction, I'm so strung
One, two, three, four, five, six
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
I don't want to spend
of life. No degree Now I see clearly I'm right on my dream. I foresee all the cheese at night when I sleep. I will be worth 3 new heights gonna reach
She
(Soulo!), y'all can't fuck with me
I do it! (easily), if you saw me then you seein' 3
Still off of that P&P but I trade Patron for promethazine
Puff half
to retire.
Second time in history, Atlantic flown by three Spaniards.
Here's one. Death of Barbara La Marr, film actress with five
husbands.
BBC asks for
wanna live by
My mother told there is more life
The ones before me knows there's no time
To be wasting
I got too many dreams to be chasing
Caught in
I know sometimes you feel alone
I know some nights you wait by your phone
I know you wish you had somebody to hold
It don't have to be lonely
feeling alive, yeah
Ten out of ten, I know you down to ride, yeah
Always by my side, yeah
My baby, know I know had to hold you down for sure
You
get, gone
Get gone (yeah, yeah)
Three main bitches thinkin' they my main bitch (21, 21)
Hit the club and swap the hoes I came with
(Straight up,
must confess I'll put the pep in your step
With so much finesse, this shxt is dirty as an elephant's breath
The MC that graduated with his masters degree
must confess I'll put the pep in your step
With so much finesse, this shxt is dirty as an elephant's breath
The MC that graduated with his masters degree
(Brrt, brrt) Three ninety two, switch it out with the cat
I count a million right here on my lap
Bought a new Spider then take off the plastic
I
Our romance won't end on a sorrowful note,
Though by tomorrow you're gone;
The song is ended, but as the songwriter wrote,
The melody lingers on.
cause you better buy you a car,
You better buy you a phone
You better buy somewhere to stay or I'ma walk right by you
I don't know what's going on baby?
love and being free
2 Reasons why I don't need no degree, it works for me
But of course you have to do what everybody does cause you ain’t no different
eye
Whenever he goes by my window
Daughter, daughter, he's in love
And you're in love, and love is grand
Hey Marie, I gotta da pork chop
Hey
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