Lyrics:
back on planning
Figured there'll always be crash landings
Makes good sense from where I'm standing
Allow me to explain
I'm living day by day, night by
Żebyś czuła że o Ciebie będę dbał
Ale wiem już jak to jest
Kiedy życiu ktoś nadaje nowy sens
Chcę cię całą
Z tobą chcę zestarzeć się
I mieć album pełen
time, folks
I first got to hear Mason at our Singers and Songbirds Songwriter Festival back in April
hosted by my non-profit, Roots in the Round, and when
Ciągle biegnę by dogonić koniec mój
Uciekanie stale sprawia mi ten ból
Boję się tych ludzi lecz się chowam w tłum
By tu nie spostrzegli gdy zawiąże
have
Therefore, I sound nothing like you
I get listens by doing just what I do
I feel entitled to go and get the title
I fuck with streams and yeah, I
We just wanna make quick cash
Get the fuck out my way
Still spend time on the block
A new album on the way
This is for all the homies that be
hard for them to swallow
When you got 'em by the balls, their hearts and minds follow
Pay yourself first, that's one of my main mottos
Picture Bill
Hi
My name is Daniel James
And this is my album, Self Talk
Thank you for listening
I really appreciate it
Right now
Whatever you're doing
Take a deep
Credit List：
Music composed by：Russell Brower
Music produced
by：Russell Brower/Gloria
Soto/Locojoy
Music mixed by：Russell Brower
Orchestration：M. W.
Credit List：
Music composed by：Russell Brower
Music produced
by：Russell Brower/Gloria
Soto/Locojoy
Music mixed by：Russell Brower
Orchestration：M. W.
parties are the shit, forty mags by the scones
I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a nigga in his dome
Click your fucking heels, there's no place like home
I'm like a ghost
I'll be living in a dirt room
Waiting for the day to be closer
To the window when you're home
I'll be standing by your back door
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
What's up music life
It's TheCardTrickMaster
Here to show y'all somethin' startling and fucking amazing
As you can tell by
standing
You're a little bitch, you'll have a fast crash landing
Under the table
Down and out
Pay-per-view cable
Drinking bout!
Stinky boggs has
to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool
And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real
Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched
I want a big Blue
the dirt, nigga can't you tell?
Don't I ride by in that SSL?
Snoopy had to get it on, ball, beat ten of y'all
I'm just tryna show 'em how them men evolve
And I know that we ain't perfect got a lot of things to work on
I've been kissing, loving on you by tomorrow we not getting along
All the arguing
Spaceship coupe with a Perfect landing
In the highest ranking
Northern captain
And the flow enchanting
Scott told me the season will change it did
nobody care about how you feel, we want raps, nigga"
Grandma's passing
But I'm too busy tryna get this fuckin' album cracking to see her
So I
popping
Remember the baby name's we were rockin
Had that early
Since the last time I saw you No rest, Work, No stopping
Ready to drop my album when's yours
me get pointed that damn it you
You can hide, you get it if you want to, I do karate moves
But the crush and tigers just might get broken down by
music's best
I cruise for the press like
Who's gonna make an album this good?
Daddy, yes
He's the best and it's two six now
Still no one's testin', most
did the first one
Five album run, now the cursed one, it's a blessed one
By the time y'all hear this, we be half way through the next one
Bless up
scared for years to try to do this album
How you follow up a classic? What's the outcome?
Failure and tragedy, now everybody's mad at me
'Cause I ain't
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