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This is my last song 
I chose to write it to you
This is my last song
It sounds like the others do
This is my last song
Repetitive boring and short

they'd emulate
Niggas hoping this ain't no love song
Cause they know they bitch getting serenade
Shit, I made love songs cause the bitches love it
But

Last night was the first time we ever ever said what we intended to say
Last night felt like the first in forever ever that we gon be okay
Last night

the fall
Like the leaves on our way home
All these nights you held me close
Never thought you'd let me go
But this is the last song I'll ever write about you

A meager watch collection ticks its lifespan
On the nightstand
Fashioned from a secondhand lamp and
Medium density fiberboard
These are the things

don't ever settle down and by then I know you're bluffing
Compare me to the goats
I'm Jimmy Neutron or McLovin
Overheat the room, I'm stuntin'
And busting

hop, party in your stilettos or flip flops
You can't stop, entranced by the DJ, strictly observation crew, that's how we play
When the suits come off,

Think back to my old moves  
Before I ever had pro tools a
Auto tune on a vocal 
Best flow in the whole school 
I was tryna pull through Tryna make it in

a motherfucker's last breath away
The illest shit you'll ever hit
You're gonna wish you had a third lung
That toxic obnoxious shit
Second-hand smoke in a box Chevy

Well I guess I believe in the law of the land
But what's in the truth if it's all secondhand
And how can I find the right place to stand if it's

is wrong
If she mad
Serenade her with song
Song
I'm like hold
Got my vision in sight
Don't underestimate
Power of mind
Not mine
Skilled like

When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack

the land of eternal twilight

Hear the song of unwanted children
Drowning the scream of their mother
A serenade of mournful perfection
Embraced by the six

children's cheeks. I would want to sing to her. Every song I've ever produced in my life. I would show her how I even made it as a recording artist in

We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes

"'The Working Hour' was thrown
Together during, um, rehearsals
- erm, rehearsals for our last tour erm

'Til night they yearn for something; though it's hard to describe
At last they can fish by the shore, enjoy a laid back vibe
Night after night, they stay

it's kinda weird

Re-records his line on RUN

Uh, that last note right here
Try to hold that

Hold it okay

Man, black people are gonna hate this song

I

Provocation on the daily but I'm staying patient
Serenade you,  and then I marinate ya, I want one last try, so I
Ima go all night, until the sunlight
Ima say I

heard next to the singing of the birds
Nature's love song machinery
The sweetest sound I've ever heard next to the singing of the birds
Nature's love song

girls
I know they'll never get along
Rapping by myself
And now the whole world sing along
Want me to serenade her
So I went and wrote a song
Talking about

radon
First, gimme ya love, Barry, Faison
It's the real Serenade swan song
Facepalm Scheherazade, but I killed the king on day one
Heritage, part

up for a change
When was the last time we walked in the rain?
Listened to the birds and their sweet serenade
Laying in the grass
Watching the clouds

draw your inspiration from
When you're creating your music?

MGK: You know, it's funny on my last
Album, I wrote the song "27
" and I was talking about

, reaching high for that last score
Never thought we'd have a song like this
Had our lives then we add a little twist
Things are different, have been ever