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many eyes?
I guess, I’ll know by then

Waiting for you
I’m waiting for you now
Waiting for you

Do you feel the same way?
Is it real?
The questions keep

you, even if I want to
Best friend, this love we got will never end
Time spent with you is time I'd love to spend
Grab my hand, pull me in
Hold me tight

stressing, missing all your love and your blessings

With you by my side I feel like I'm  flexing, y por eso te doy mi corazón como un "present"

You said

hit the lake

The hate won't do its the love I play it safe only way i see me healing is by hitting shii off in its face

Cards been dealt I gotta play

clap
Hit it from the back yeah

I'm the rookie of the year, I put it in her rear
Grabbed her by the hair, made her say yeah
Came really fast and I really

Shield me from it all
Wrap me in it
Is it better now
That I'm by your side

Or does it pain you to know
I'm too heavy after all
But I know
You won't

doesn't want all his friends to know
That she calls him a thousand times
When he's out cos she can't be alone
He's got a stan on his hands
But he lost touch

you want, come on, let's ride

I'll show you where my hands at
And if you want a gunplay, I'll show you some of Baghdad
Try runnin', you'll turn into

You were my Summer-shine
It was the summer time
Ninety degrees in the evening time
You held your hand in mine
You kissed me every time
Making our way

They telling me I ain't shit
Why am I surrounded by hate
And most of it come from myself
I know I gotta make a few changes
In my own hands hold my fate

rage, you let off this hate, I don't understand why you never seem calm
I gave you my heart, a chest full of holes, I gave you my hand when you're lost in

your name
Hatred designed by demons
Beneath I'll never know, the truth the soul intends to reap from power and control
In the hour of weakness, will you

a hand to me
People I grew up with turned to junkies, yeah, it's sad to see

I'm just livin' now, really, I'm just glad to be
Smokin' heavy, yeah,

hands If you wanna pull up on me, bitch, you better got a plan
Cause if you slide, and I expect that I'll hit you in your can,
Shit
If you ever slide, I'm

we get there

You reach out to take my hand, sometimes
I smile instead when I could cry, sometimes

If you wanna go, then go, don't tell, I already

Vs 1)
It was a little three-bedroom cedar-sided house
Built by my Daddy's own two hands
Hidden back where County Rd 550 ends
40 acres of a poor-man's

you
I see it in your eyes
Perfect child
Oh, Lord I give it to you
Stuck in depression
Child once neglected
Mind was infected
Now I am dependent
Hands

of your love is feeling like home
Just take my hand and please don't go ghost
So, please don't go ghost
I will stay humble with my love, there's no need

with two hands
Cuz every other day
were being hindered by new plans
And thats why
I I try
Shed layers when in the night
Try to strive
But I cant deny
I

you up in Saint Laurent (nah, nah)
Give you all the things you want (nah, nah)
And I just wish I was holding your hand
Walk on the beach and we'll play

that I'm trying to stay with You?
Do You hear me when I'm talking back to You looking up?

I just feel like I've lost my ways
Biting at the hand that

Steady smoking on the za i can barely feel my hands
eyes hella chinese but im only seeing cash
If i catch another opp then we riding on his ass
We about

down, in ya pocket
Reach for my hand when your sobbin
And I'll wipe the tears
With every step we take

Life is not guaranteed
So sway with me
While we

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