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You know I had to get fly, aye 
Know I had to get
I pick you up from the same spot
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Aye, yeah nights starting to get windy sitting by

Knives Of New Orleans

Eric Church

Mr. Misunderstood

2015

Tonight, a bleeding memory
Is tomorrow's guilty vein
Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall
Screams across the Pontchartrain
I'm haunted by headlights

Tonight, a bleeding memory
Is tomorrow's guilty vein
Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall
Screams across the Pontchartrain
I'm haunted by headlights

the night
Calling out father oh
Stand by and we will
Watch the flames burn auburn on
The mountain side

I remember being 11
When I was introduced to music

and the moon looks all too familiar
The kids say There ain't no man in there
While the laid back baboon By the light of the Texas moon
Is combing his auburn

feeling like I up and let ya
Get away now you all in the lectures
Being studied by the college's professors
Now I regret the day I met ya
(Bitch) I'll be

You know you caught my eye
The first time that you walked by
It's like all the world's troubles standstill
Still in time
Can't seem to shake you

enemy
Than any friend you think I would be

I'm just tryin' take you home without a word
Now I'm just trying to kiss your neck without a word
Girl I'm

girls and east end boys like me
Well I promise not to scream
If you're trying to sleep
I'll bite my tongue like it's an art
If you promise not to leave

to talk, trying not to talk yeah
Trying not to talk about it
Trying not to talk, trying not to talk yeah

I'm surrounded by fakes, I get 0 support
Tryna hold

Luca Brasi Intro

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi, Vol. 2: Gangsta Grillz

2014

paint retarded
Nother wrapped dash with wood grain and the lamb skin like Spalding
Chris Porter at Auburn, men is pickin' up when I called 'em

retarded
Nother wrapped dash with wood grain and the lamb skin like Spalding
Chris Porter at Auburn, men is pickin' up when I called 'em
At the barbershop,

No more catching fades niggas shooting
No more parades we just looting
I had to hustle for the draft trying to make it to first class
Disregarded but

You've been trying to kiss me
You've been trying to spite me
You've been trying to love me
I just don't have the spine
You've been trying to meet me
You've

She was a beauty with her auburn hair
And lived a quiet life at the top of a hill
And then a young an came without a penny to his name
And promised,

seen by far 
Darling you're the prettiest thing I ever seen by far

You want me I can tell
You know I want you like hell 
But the reason I can't is

fall
The auburn of the trees and the split in my skull
In the lull where I sing to myself
"I'm real just like everybody else"
In the doldrums drumming

bright
for a kiss from the nut-brown Rose
no pipe I’ll smoke. or horse I'll yoke, 
let the rust on my plough turn brown
by my own fireside, sits

hardly awake at social functions
This is what I deserve for living in these plastic dungeons
Personify my puzzled mind into like a lonely goblin,

to be hurt
I call collect
Style on
We go on and on like the dial tone
I be trying to keep it steady with her
But she up and down like the Dow Jones
She's

there were cicadas in the air
That summer, God I love that summer
I left for Auburn; she went to LSU
We kept in touch, but more and more, less and less
We

Wake me with a kiss
Like this
I remember
When we first met
I thought that
We would be perfect
If I knew then
What I know now
Maybe this bullshit
Might

Wake me with a kiss
Like this
I remember
When we first met
I thought that
We would be perfect
If I knew then
What I know now
Maybe this bullshit
Might

Wake me with a kiss
Like this
I remember
When we first met
I thought that
We would be perfect
If I knew then
What I know now
Maybe this bullshit
Might