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running
You say nothing you need to say something
You're so tired you're so so tired of lies

Lately I can tell your running out of patience
Every time we

My Crib (Album Version)
Written By Orlane Fernandes
Performed by Staalin
Chorus
My niggas doing it big/ you know what they holding,
Rolling that piff

I'ma get use to the fact that I'm by myself

But I don't really got myself 

cnd nah I ain't really looking for help 

I know you don't care if I

at my lowest times 
You know The day feel different in the night sky 
Never wrong to speak truth so just why lie 
Never tell me right and wrong when it's

Time and time again I have to turn around and tell the brasse
That they must stop sleeping on me mutherfucker make him wakker (hello)
We just want

Lemme paint a picture for you right now
I'm in the studio for the first time in my life
Windows right next to me, engineer seen through the glass
One

angel

Heaven can't be real if I'm living on earth
'Cause nothing up there could be better than her
She gives me a purpose, she whispers in ear
She tells

they kill anyone who film it
Women lie, men lie more, numbers don’t
So only by my time of death is when I’ll know
You’ll never have my soul ‘cause I know

days, yeah they're a hit or miss (hit or miss)
This love is so unclear
Our love, gotta play it by ear
How do you feel? (No tell me)
Cause, want you

hate it when you say goodbye
Ill be waiting until you realise
I aint going no where cause im by your side
Ohhhh
Baby can you get me out the friend zone

and I be like yo soy, uh
Liz realer than most niggas, sometimes I think she a boy (Sometimes)
Uh, I was by myself, I had to grind like it was two of me

words but you see where my eyes is
And some nights just one sight is two steps from crisis
Should I wave when you pass by? I can't tell where the line is

the shots
That I've got it figured out
Okay now you've got me caught
See I'll tell you the truth
When I open my hands
I feel so much lighter, man
My feet

we want it so much that we are 
Well, ... fooling ourselves

Thomas smiles ruefully
No, not for me 
The last time I would not believe till I could 
See

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Let's get it
I couldn't even tell you why
Not for the slice of the pie (Yeah)
Watching me blink costs a dime
Feels like I'm

gonna make this thing
Work out eventually
On your jaw my fist ain't never late
I call that punctual
Put your hands on me
I'll get you down and
Tell you

to put my shit on iTunes
People say take it day by day but that's just how time moves
I'm a cracker in the ritz like a cracker
Quit the chatter you ain't

unto me
And they were crushed by the arch of the Lord
And the kings of the earth
And the great and the rich
And the bound and the free all alike
Hid

that slope
Long money, I don't need the receipt
Get the cash out, yeah, rinse and repeat

Me, I don't waste no time
Point and shoot then fly
It's

tragedy
but you stabbed me in the back with your new reality
Blinded by your lies, saw love, not your vice.
Helped you climb the ladder, then you cut off

it is
Feel me?
Ya
Feel me?
Ya
Will I die alone?
Inhaling loneliness inside, will I die alone through these hard times?
Lately I've been a victim

got for me, Lord I ask please
Chunk of time fly right by, I felt lonely
Without you i am lost, always sorry
It's no matter how far that i fall

shit up with 'em 
So go ahead and turn me up loud in ya stereo
I'm gonna ride even when everybody tell me to "stop it" 
"You do that shit so you poppin,"

that old familiar taste 
Like the tune that brings back the memory of a different time and place

A good ol' country tune coffee stains on the dash
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