Lyrics:
Pretty things age
Fierce things break
No one knows about
crt Deco
ct all These days
cnd the gun isn't smoking anymore
Up for auction
To the highest
to deposit
So many signs brought me higher like at an auction
And now I just wanna preach to the world like I'm a prophet
Growing up I hit the church right
learned from the losses
Can't buy or sell love like an auction
I always move cautious
I always move cautious
They say that my lifestyle toxic
Every time
ring
We tend to dwell upon our yesterdays
Instead of thinking about tomorrow
If I were asked to pinpoint the spot
When my soul went on the auction
I am a monster a dead man walking
I got no fashion but shit its my option
They askin' me clothes like shit its an auction
They want me to pick like
options
So run it up for auction
Do it for my Off Spring
Off Night
Off White, Touching all Heights
And get right for the niggas left
Left
Left
Left
Left
bout?
So what, I've been inside that bitch a thousand times
That shit ain't up for discussion, it's classified
If you take that bitch to an auction, I'll
Mosh pit
Pockets thick
That's the muhfuckin topic
Shit
Got his shit pulled back like caution
You could bet this shit sell like auctions damn fuck
Yea
how
To bring it around despite my caution
Can't fake it now
Putting my sanest choices up for auction
My first choice is love
And my last chance is here
I don't need nobody fuck destruction
Niggas tryna get me that's an auction
They pay me for a living that's an option
I don putting niggas on the low
Girl I'm head over you
You gat me confused
Yeee
Mami you know I can't function
When you put that booty on an auction for me
The way you de wine slowly
One day they gonna auction my clothes
Auction all my shit
Legendary
Put that pussy on me
Might just auction my bitch
said, (said) "This the best things since sliced bread"
Garage sale, 'cause the auction dead
Yeah, garage sale, 'cause the auction dead
Mmm, yeah, yea
And I ain’t going down on prices ain’t no auction
I got lil shawty droppin cvm jvst like a fvacet
Bvt I ain’t posting yov don’t care how bad we roccin'
smell like roses
You treat my love like an option (love like)
Bet on these hoes like an auction (an option)
Loyalty just ain't that common
But
Wendy Wendy you move me
Wendy Wendy you move me
You are precious
Your soul's not up for auction
Oh Wendy, oh Wendy
You're way beyond the ways
her treasures were not worth much at all
Always happy, she had never questioned why
And everything she owned was scattered to the wind
Sold at auction
threatened destruction
Or sell her by auction
Would Hobbs, John Hobbs
He's sell her by auction , would Hobbs
""Who'll buy a wife?"", said Hobbs, John Hobbs
auction sale he said goodbye to his machinery
Life is hard, but he survived the best way that he could
Now, he's reapin' what he sowed, and life is good
He
Each Tuesday morning, they'd all stand in line
The auction would open promptly at nine
The gavel came down on the auctioneer's block
Tie us up with elastic bands
Auction off the groundwater and mountaintops and public lands.
And now they clap clap clap their hands
Tie us up with
Each Tuesday morning, they'd all stand in line
The auction would open promptly at nine
The gavel came down on the auctioneer's block
failing to pay
Oh, and on the post by the general store
They've put up a little sign
An auction sale, day after tomorrow
At the end of the Lincoln
again
All the birdies flockin
Proceed with caution, my heart ain't up for auction
Options
Throw em in I bag em like I'm shoppin
Options
A bunch
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