Lyrics:
given half a chance
No need to look back to pictures of lost, when all was rust
We, we will skim across the surface of the mud
As if we're spinning
Throw your heart to me
Let it fall and hit the ground
Let it go
Your timing was so wrong
And I just want to be found
And, oh
And I
Yeah,
forever
I'll remember you as mine
When you leave my arms, then I will be alone
Love
Hold me close, love me gently one last time
I won't ever picture you
I paint a picture full of words when I feel like it
Heart so big I could probably ever dream about it
And that's the thing about it, yeah
Don't you
if broke days didn't exist Been dat B.I.T.C.H. and still gone be dat bitch I remember posting pictures bankroll full of counterfeits Just know now I'm
What a wonderful, wonderful world this would be
What a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful world
Don't know much about history
Don't know
as sweet as a kiss can be
And blame all your charms that melt in my arms
But don't blame me.
I like every single thing about you
Without a doubt you
"Damn, the attraction, gosh!"
Go figure how you turned out
To be a real gold digger
What you don't care
Should draw the picture bigger
You ain't my
you in the big picture
I wanna always be your nigga
Writing this song got me triggered
I remember everything that you used to say
I ain’t even mad
of the litter
Nick of time to be ignant, drop a sign every picture
Sky-high disrespect, I wonder when we'll hit the ceiling
It's either I'm getting old, or this
well it pictures me a place I wish I was
but wherever you’re with me
together is the best place to be
well….
there’s often some reason
for me to leave
don't leave this scene,
Be out of the picture, and off of the screen.
Don't let them say we told you so,
They tell me you'll love me and then let me go.
I
my line up
Cant fuck with these yall bitches too basic
Ignoring these bitches i know that they hate it
Bro i want ice just picture me skating
Niggas be
Then you wake
Another body bag, pathetic
Picture frame obituary faded in the attic
A shadow of someone you used to be
You've seen so many in
Many songs
Many lines
Many moments
Many times
Cast a million pictures in my mind
You might say that it's no joke
I can prove it here and go
It's not
With life just begun, my sleeping new son
Has eyes that roll back in his head
They flutter and dart, he slows down his heart
And pictures a world
hustlers and killers
Them pimps and guerillas, man, you get the picture
My mind it be keener, I'm movin' in silence
While they Stevie blinded, they wonder
I
there's something more
And now I'm standing at your front door
Nowhere better to be
But I can see you tie your own shoe laces
You bleed
Fall in
Burl Ives - I've got no use for women
I have got no use for the women, a true one may never be found.
They'll stick by a man for his money and when
and tap that ass
Draw them up, yeah like there's candy
Girl I ain't tryin'a connect or paint a picture
I'm not in it, never will be
You can't be me,
To no one,
Just a picture of Jesus
And a house left in pieces
It took the seasons going by
To know its not my fault
I tried to be perfect,
My one and only heart
My one and only heart
You'll nevermore be lonely
My one and only heart
I had five dollars from last week's pay
some
or cancel me
All my enemies meant to be
Y'all can't block me or censor me, fuck!
Paintin' pictures, poems, visions
I'm painting p-p-v's
I'm painting
(Yeah)
And I'll be forever young (Yeah)
Paint a picture so vividly
But I can't question that
Cause God got other plans
The moment was so priceless
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