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the kingdom
Run back to first situation
Lame so don't pay no attention
Turn down by radio station
My head there's no competition
Trolling and fishing the reason

long I could not sleep
We live for the right time - Something told me this was really meant to be

When we played somehow I knew
This was what I had

as those up in front

pops with the auto radio puttin some knock in the trunk

Your momma, wanted spinners for christmas and'll she will probly get 'em

Your

and blue-r, underneath horse manur-er
C. Delores T., Screw her, I never knew her
I'm good, like milk mixed with calugha
Intimidated by the songs I made (why?!)

Hey Girl, you are under pressure
You are smothering yourself
Your nerves are gonna burst
Blood's gonna fall down drop by drop
Hey girl, you are in

The other day, I was sittin by the water
Mindin my business, drinkin a pina colada 
My favorite artist was singing on the radio
And that's when I saw

kinda girl
That girl oh oh oh oh
That kinda girl

Uh,
Yippie yi yo, yippie yi ye
I wanna know what you doing by day 
Cleverly woo you for radio play
Don't

filling up the room
Here comes those eyes again says a man across the room
I knew there's something different to the tone of his voice

Your stubbornness

turned nothing into something
Girl I'm not yo buddy, give me head like a concussion
Saved by the bell, now I'm a symbol, like percussion
Trae 'Nem the talk

of the world
Plunge head first into overload
Blithe answers when we ask for something real
It's so surreal 

We're so deprived of skin to skin
We're so averse

of stone
No
Oh Lord please don't let it be so
The storm
Has calmed
And I' m reaching for love and beyond
And beyond

I think I hear the radio playing
A Love

another day
Rushing in to wait
I know I'm always late
I'm sorry for the way I stay the same
It's quiet, but I'm comfortable anyway
There's nothing left

She's long gone caught the first thing smoking
It was a diesel pickup two state lines from broken
Radio is calling for electrical fires
Maybe all

Gave you all my 20s and lived it just like the way you want
Not giving you my 30s I'm living my life the way I want
They'll try to talk you down by

buttons
Niggas always say something. They don't know how it really be
Code 45, work every time
Switch the billy date

Baby mamas love me. Sons is pressing

Headed to the drive-in, radio loud
Summer alive, freedom in our hands
Now I can feel something shady
Is weaponizing the foolish man
Say hello

there's anything you don't agree with
Then just go join the fake audience
That was created by radio
Become a fan of an artificial band
That'll make you buy

my side
For my entire life
Lost something that was worth more than diamonds
Started making racks but I lost all of your love
Started getting tired

down the corridor
On the back of twelve oh four
Goin  oh one hundred oh
While I fucking on yo hoe
She be begging for so more
But I cannot give no more
So

I have no cash
I get yelled at by your moms and dads
It ain't my fault that this shit's misplaced, what the fuck
That ain't the price do you not

gotta feed
Gotta get it guaranteed I have to win by any means
No you don't know what I mean
Ya'll can never feel me
Finally turned my life around
Swear

you're a fucking idiot

I see those birds they're flying way up high
But I know the truth, they're spies in the sky
It's something we've believed for most

The radio signal is blocked by stoney stares
They teach the golden rule so it sounds fair
But the more time I spend on this marble of doom
I figure

It takes a village and it sure does, man.
It's your boy, Jib
You are listening to RP Radio, man. We almost there
Almost there, man. We got about