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Everybody used to deal with I'm a different me That draws on my brand new jeans And I'm guided by my spirit I just take a hit Everybody else bitching
Everytime they knocked me down I got up like ain't nothing happen Then continued calling plays for my team like I'm John Madden We can party after But work
your lovely feast, only to eat it up Now we suppin' I just mind mine, abide by My own rules, guidelines Blueprints, white lines Drove through,
and this entice them how them joke the same So I'm gonna sing just like them to get where they at I'll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
off your plate While you sleep I'm awake Movin' weight by the crates By any means, think I'm playin Nigga look in my bank My account says five bucks
we can just to make it last But slowing down time takes more than that) It's just like John's daughters A maze built by design You get what you give
nothing in my shit Now they telling I'm popping, and my songs sound legit Im that guy, yeah I knew that You cant tell a nigga otherwise I just wanna fly,
I was mixed up when you came to me Too broke to fix Said daddy get you gone I'm missing my baby Still missing my baby I was stitched up By
I was mixed up when you came to me Too broke to fix Said daddy get you gone I'm missing my baby Still missing my baby I was stitched up By
didn’t even ask for and Auntie Val's given me again Relatives come out of the woodwork Carol singers make my head hurt Death by cringe John Lewis adverts
peace to my fucked up (Fucked up) feelings Plenty locked up (Locked up) reasons With the best luck (Best luck) breathing Now we can't stop (Won't stop)
Yea I keep the music in my blood that keep me flowing Can't listen to what they be saying I keep going Feel I get heartless by the day I just can't
already been made I've already been made right With the Lord, He's on my side All the demons went to hide When the Lord made me a Light Not by power or by
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride 'Cause I got my little lady right by my side She's a-tryin' to hide Pretendin' she don't know me I's out
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride 'Cause I got my little lady right by my side She's a-tryin' to hide Pretendin' she don't know me I's out
eat, I can't sleep But I just like to move my feet 'Cause there's nothing like the sound of sweet soul music To change your lady's mind And there's
my face cool on the floor And john, john comes by to drop off his envelopes Still playing postman after all these years Pull down my army surplus
prayed for quarters back to back just like Andrew Luck They always said the strongest people always had it rough Could never talk about my problems built
enough to choke Got payed last week and I'm Got payed last week and I'm Shots to the face yeah I feel like John Clutching on your waist like a good luck
an orgasm for my ego Touch me and be met by pins and needles You don't fucking love me, you just love the way I need you I read the Bible way too many times
tough but I gotta eat When your done and out of luck don't bother me They just couldn't get enough like a fucking leech That's why I'm done with the trust
just watching it on my TV And all I gotta say is, adieu, adieu! This is a country song Put one foot in and one foot out, shake it around, that's what
fetch my paper Black Rambo, in Nike vandals, expand coke, that's not love Glocked tucked, shooting slow motion like John Woo flicks White doves, black
even when it gets tough Know that you hear me Know that you see me You right by my side 'til my time here is over Time here is up God, help Cause I'm out
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