Lyrics:
Driving by your house just to see what light's on
Keepin' my ringer loud just in case you might call
Singin' our song coming on like we used to
Doin'
before we're even here
(Beds are made)
Blinded by our own greed
We sing our songs to sleep
All I know
Our future's slowly fading
There is solace in
a single song, just to make the audience feel at home
Solitaire every single diamond, so you can see each clear stone
Build four wall's just to feel at home,
a punchline or a pun
I'm a bitch who gets shit done
I don't get how you can't make a song in a day
I have so many thoughts
I have so much to say
I already made
It's like a dream, lead me quiet by a stream
Rhyming piety pious, silence science by a scream
As if I need to license what I weave, my interim
Spent
the phone
Waiting for your call
So leave me lone
Because that time gone
And you was wrong
Yeah you was wrong
Why you think I made this song
Wonder why you
will tho
Made a list of the things I want from life that id kill for
White M3, girl of my dreams, penthouse by the beach
End world hunger unite world
carriage by the doorway
Her ruby slipper made the wizard send the scarecrow
And the lion through the forest
To the wicked witch's fortress where she
Number one song on every station you turn on
MTV and BET we getting our burn on
Grammy nominated can't believe that we made it
And we got a call from
and maybe make a little cash
Jumped down with Big Tyme, put down a few songs
Everybody co-signed saying that we could do no wrong
Then hit the streets with
supporters that's up in my life
Tryna make it home been through so much you can hear the pain up in my songs
This pain it runs deep surprised my heart ain't
of birds
Made of boys and made of girls
Make an army made of pearls
Tell McCartney we've made it worse
Fuck the sad song, fuck the parties
Fuck the police,
Well, the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was the robber
Well, the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was the robber
that I was born
I'm conflicted by the thought
Had to unlearn what they had taught me
Did it my way it made me salty
c few mistakes don't make me
by nature's author
A floral figure born from the fauna, here no longer
Had she lost her way Dived too deep submerged in her work
Or maybe did she take
this deal
Before my opps shit
Then the start comin' in
I made a fat deposit i was up in Neiman's
Treat that bitch just like my closet
(Let's go)
And I
the people, which, to a canvas were lassoed
Embedded in stone by the people who the craft then had mastered
And the skill generations passed on
Throughout all
of town
Down by the waterfall
Nothing really matters at all
Just listen to the calm song
The sound of peacefulness all around
Sneaking away from all
Stacking bills tall like Shiganshina, I got a big wall but it'll never fall
Getting kissed soft by a stone hard bitch
Give her stone hard dick then I send
I've been, selling your checklist dream
I wonder wh-y, you never made, your min- ds
My whole weight, is crushing down 24-7
I'm ready to give my kiss
I'd take a bullet for the one I love
Tell me who you are
I swear I'm not the type to judge
Stand by your side against the world
I couldn't give
of stones, would get you on down here
So dope boy, keep ya drops like the song round here
Hey it ain't safe for the faker walkin home round here
Hey,
The First Sword
The winds of time blow their earthly choir,
Singing songs of ill repeated tragic wrong,
Visage set in stone- serendipitous was
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