Decrepit Old One, You Are In Need Of Swag!
VHSSWAGGA
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Where you are Where you are Call me if you really wanna talk, mmm, mmm Do you really wanna talk? Mmm, mmm Yeah, yeah, now it's getting hot Summer, feel it really getting hot, mmm, mmm Call me if you really need to talk, mmm, mmm Do you really need to talk? Mmm, mmm Yeah, yeah, now it's getting hot Summer, feel it really getting hot, mmm, mmm Ho, caught her on the beach, and he really gon' bleed Hung his ass to a motherfucking anchor in the sea, ho If he really wanna f*ck Tell him he can take his sunscreen Go beat his meat at, home And if I left time at the front door Make sure that muhfucker gets, closed Go home, oh, file your papers, that shit ain't straight, Nah, hell, no Now I'm getting back At these motherfuckers Ain't even have to brag about racks Yeah, bro Maybe some time we could be more confident every time I try to give you the phone Maybe she wouldn't have left, if she knew I got money later on, I don't know Who the f*ck cares? Ride my bike down the stairs When the album drop Let the whole world know Bitch, ho Now I really got them on my dick, ho Like a big toe Stub hoes, then rolls Hope it works out Man, I just really hope to make at least a hundo Try to be kind, but there's too many dicks in line Fuckers acting like they own The whole world Make no mistakes Fifth track on "ye" (Ye!) They act like they know Everything, and I don't But if you look inside my mind You can find that I Know twice as much as these people When they claim to be wise I benign And I try, though Yeah, I try, ho Yeah, yeah Yeah, I try, ho Call me if you really wanna talk, mmm, mmm Do you really wanna talk? Mmm, mmm Yeah, yeah, now it's getting hot Summer, feel it really getting hot, mmm, mmm Call me if you really need to talk, mmm, mmm Do you really need to talk? Mmm, mmm Yeah, yeah, now it's getting hot Summer, feel it really getting hot, mmm, mmm Told ya'll, mmm Told ya'll, mmm Got you breaking down like some drywall, mmm I don't know why, but it feels so damn long When I'm tryna run down the small hall, mmm You call, mmm You call, mmm Every time you call, I crawl back to the drawing board just to get some feedback From the only person that would actually believe that, mmm Tell 'em they is amateur The go get a pedicure Just to rub in they don't got racks Now you take criticism For anything that we say, but you be always talking back Scared of the guns You don't know how to use one Now I look back, and I'm on the wrong track Inside my mind, I think about times that we really never had to worry 'bout attack Where you are It pains me to see you with that shirt on We kept on making cents, but it ain't make no sense, nah Never left it out before we was getting older Dwayne was the rock, but me and you, the boulder Loro Piana on when you talked to me For the first time it was like we Actually had money to spend Matter-of-factually, it went disastrously But it ain't matter to me Cause we got more to do We got a life to live With this amazing view Our youths will start to end And in the summer, too The sun engraves our fu Ture as I'm thinking, "This shit too good to even be true" He-he-he Told you, muhfucka Yeah, bitch come in like a Mercedes You know you love me, you know you my lady Talk to me when you have time, I'll be waiting We can sit on the porch while we watch all our babies Sit around the table, have turkey and gravy Think about this family we made and that we have Then as we get older we can look at our tabs And we talk about the ancestors that have passed Them mothafuckers desperately needed swag Let 'em all know that it was not about the flavor It was just about having fun, learning to savor Time, time, time is now in our favor It was not so easy to get here, did some labor Bitch, bitch, saving up all our money And now I might nut like a Cheerio, call it honey I thought about the past, and I think to the passed Man, them motherfuckers ain't have any swag Damn Held it up right to the sun Of course it wasn't perfect, but neither is anyone Except you, because you are the only one That tried hard to believe in me when they all called me dumb You saw the creativity You saw the light inside of me And thought it would be nice if we Discussed what we were meant to be, mmm Mom called the other day, so take, take some time to call her She loves you, and she misses her baby boy, take care, aright And what I wrote back kinda explains where, where I am I said, "I know, I love her too, But her baby boy is now a big man, And I think we need some time to come to terms with that" And that's where we are-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
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