Lyrics:
Don’t look me in the soul
If you don’t want my truth
Unravel me a crayon
Slap you in the face blue
Don’t you smile so wide boy
I might not know it’s
All the time talking 'bout the inspiration
Best leave off about the rhyme
Along comes a boy
He's filled with adulation
Speculates if now is not
mind 5-9
Sorry if I’m crying too much out my eyes
To see that you are moving on, ohh
So I’m here with my boy TaMarkus
We been talkin for hours, what’s
See I'm gone drink up 'cause we just linked up
The squad been teamed up we cuttin' off fingers
It's 16 fever and that's since April
My Corvette paid
APRIL WAS MY SUN
Testo: Dario Venturi
Musica: Dario Venturi
He was my sun not like everyone
I was his moon in the distance cold as hell
dress,
Waiting for you in the middle of the night,
Like a rich hooker, poor boy like you,
I don't like the way you hit me.
I could stay with Jason, Mark
The April fool is exhausted
After a thirty-one day March.
His extremities are frosted,
His bones ache, and his throat is parched.
He sure has seen
Ain't talking about no blade boy you know, tha sh!t cuts deep
Can't tell how it feels but I feel pain
grabbed the Hennessy, mix it with the lemonade
april. back in new york.
the 31st floor.
it seems somehow everything's changed.
the kitchen too small.
plates on the wall.
the sound of machinery.
You smell like home
Have I ever told you that?
Daisies, grow beneath your feet
Your eyes look so warm
Have I ever told you that?
April skies,
Adura
Arokan loma bokan mie je
ghetto boy with big dream tani mofe ro temi fun
An'no go dey try to compare
I want all the big things
Me I no want April
the roadside
Down hearted and alone
Randy got behind the wheel
Said boys I'm going home
We turned around to face our fate
Downhearted but alive on that
skickat vi är pro ballers
Här vi skjuter utan sikte om det match ey
Många vill åt mig jag är eftersökt som en PS5 i april
Tror inte det går ey jag får dig
boys cashless
I'm on that green like Tiger Woods at the masters
I cause disaster like Doomsday
your whole life is a joke like April fools day
just
April showers, overhead offer me a chance
To protect her from the rain and cultivate romance
It's an opportunity, something to enjoy
Helter,
Mac File Finder
Here's a reminder
Too myself
Like too myself
"Go find help soon Cshakuore"
"Cshakuore Please"
"April third 2016"
Boy watchu mean!?
Get
They left us by the roadside
Down hearted and alone
Randy got behind the wheel
Said boys I'm going home
We turned around to face our fate
Through all my school days I hated boys
Those April Fool days brought me loveless joys
I read my Plato, love, I thought a sin
But since your kiss
the Throne, baby
We've been in that charge like the song says
Here in my car 'cause I'm alone baby
She my bitch and tells me I've done it real
I told the boy, I
posted up
Two gun cases, taking chances after party's gone
April twenty-six, when they in that twenty-six
No fifty-two bars, behind bars he fifty-two in
ima get gone
I do this shit all for my momma
You can see april on tat boy
Ima shoot at his head and tap boy
Bullet ripping through him like a tat boy
this is it
Heard it before
And I know the score
And I decide that love is a bore
Love seem sure around the new year
Now it's April
Love is just
Two bikes speed down an April lane
Two Mikes off to meet two Janes
Flecks of mud stain their good clothes
Two specks of dust on an open road
With
It's April 23rd
Easter day
All the kids at the door time to play
Little boys and little girls all running
Bigger kids all using strategy
In the tree
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