Lyrics:
We all end up in the weirdest places ain't that crazy?
Like when Bryan left for jersey and couldn't save me
I miss my friends my family this year's
for
Shattered by the impact of falling garage doors
Jump the boards like parkour, what's the raw score?
I don't know I paused the game to rock
fifty
Can't you tell by my cut why I'm pimpin'
And if I hit one time she's limpin'
And if he trick one dime he's simpin'
'Cause we don't do it like
all I want for her
Give her the love that she deserves
She doesn't know that I exist anymore
But I know that I left her quite sore
So Adam, please
Treat
on lock for all
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
on lock for all
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
We're all stoned or pacified
While the boogeymen organize
Their multilevel schemes?
Under-qualified for love
Overqualified for life
Sticking our
Buffering my dial up for half the day
Gurren Laggan freezing up about half the way
Messenger and manga keep me up all night
Gantz and ero doujinshi, my
aint love KB for Bryan I knew it can't blame you
Times change life change somehow its the same
The same you
And nothing was the same shit even friends
I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of the train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see
Shit is absurd ´cause one Day they're giving you love And the next day they put Your heart on a shirt
(They kill it)
Written by: Mbee
represent it till the day that I die
And I didn't tell a lie
Still gon get by
Listen
This is for the homies in my hood
All the single mamas it's all
and Briana Quintana-Barajas
(Congratulations to you two on getting engaged, by the way)
Chuy Flores, Kenna Bell, Bill Tate, Bryan Diaz
Jacqui Tousley, Karina
on mind
I don't know whose on my side
All I know you by my side
That's why I got you involved
Adam Gouthro
They misinformed ( I know)
They misinformed ( I
a special treat for little Indians and little cowboys
O woo woo woo woo oo
We were put to sleep on tummies in our baby cribs
All colored in lead-based paint
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
tighter than a
Nun bitch ass aye I don't mean to be brash
These young chicks mistaking men that practice being mature
For being sensitive Im like yo, will
I'm the one who gonna blow up next
Love or hate the shit
Y'all go work a 9 to 5, I'm really getting paid to spit
Ay, OP sent the beat he told me ""
On the ground was a bottle of snapple, I broke the bottle in his fucking
Adam's apple
As he fell his partner called for backup well, I had the shotgun
too much by myself
Can't control my health
It's for the fame and the power
Ain't all by myself
Got the chains, got the watch
Got the Henny in a bath
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
She said she heaven sent and now I do believe ya (Like an Angel)
Real love how much do it cost (No for real)
I put all my money in and now I feel lost
and so are all of us
I will never stop listening, whether on a plane or on a bus
So in conclusion, thank you Adam Young
For everything you've ever done,
loves me, so when I ain't around they ask for me
I buckle up to kick rap like a crash dummy
For the fast money, I get up in that ass money
The fact you
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