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To go to bed with anyone who catches your eye
And every time it'll be easy
Please don't give me no heartache this time
Yeah no heartache this time
I just

the wind is cool there)
 
Thipu chitra patu deo sarla x2, mumbi nochde jaana meri laal chidiya
(Hey Sarla, give me dhatu and pathu, I want to go dance)

Steady texting my phone like who you fronting on
Replace the feeling I give you’d need another clone
Catching flights not feelings I’m in another

disrespected
They want this done right, then give me the mic
This Southern bourbon, this data urban
The Color Purple, play at yo Sunday sermon
Even

(I've been going through the worst
People lie to me it hurts
I've been dealing with the worst
All alone nobody cares
And it hurts
But I'll fight

minorities
But I don't give a damn, I'm here to tell you about my story
You can't hold me back cause I'm about to kill it
I'm tryna be the bomb, not just

Baby don't say no just say yes to me
Working on my patience baby why you testing me
Gave you all that I could give you want the rest of me
Saddest

the meantime 
I think I need therapy 
Or someone to pray for me 
I'm tired of this
It's like I wrote the script
I already know whats 
Gone come from this
I won't

spiralin' into Earth
This can't be my legacy, God grant me serenity
I'd kill or give my life to know my family has everything
This gnawing hunger feels like

sitting at my feet
She's not here 'cause she likes the sound
She just wants me to pick her up

Just give me a time and a place
And surely I won't make

Please forgive me, I’m so tired, frustrated, full of hell
I’m standing up to fall again, wasting my time dreaming with
A better life, to see

a lift
My situation gettin harsh
But I don't give a shit
Every moment going
By is a distraction
From my worries
And the possibilities
Of a delayed reaction

to me, this race ain't no relay

Slap a card on the track like I'm throwing spades
Hit your bitch from the back cause I'm tired of her face
It's 48 hours,

that I'm tired
Got a lot on my plate got to eat til I'm full though
I ain't getting much sleep
Gotta give all I got before the King comes back though
I

are?
Hiding in a corner I can tell by your odor shout out to Gang Starr
Shoot you with a laser nothing but a loser
Can't kill me I'm running with

for the attention and dick
Something that I don't seek, been avoiding it all week
Try talking to me, girl, and I'll leave your ass on scene
But forget

I need to love
I know I need to love
I know I need to love Jesus
Help me love Your Son
Father save me, yeah
I'm not worth it
I'm tired of working
I

Need You

Travie McCoy

Lazarus

2010

I know its not your fault, but I'm a locked door
And inside I'm a mess by someone before
And I wish that I, I could find a key
To unlock all

need nobody
Shaping my rhymes for me
It's my own beat don't have to make you see just feel it, coming right around

Yeah, and I'm tired of watching all

and make a deal
I got this guitar I love to play
It brings me heaven and hell each day
And I’m tired of living and fooling around
I got to put this guitar

a surfboard, I'm down to earth boy 
Tired of wildin' on the curb boy, know what I'm worth boy 
My granny told me eat my Raisin Bran, I'm in the nap with it

to do with this bruh
Yeah
Stone by stone, building to secure the throne
You could tell that we different by just the words alone
Verbiage excellent

before
By that shit I mean get rich
Tired of niggas saying slick shit
Get ya beat and hit the kill switch
Just kill shit
For real shit
All I ever talk is

Honey are you bored with the conversation
Do you wanna level up tonight
Got diamonds to the floor but I'm tired of chasing
Ooh, we gotta level up