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Tell the old trees, tell the new leaves
We've been uprooted for cafes
Tell the snow peaks, tell the low creek
Water stolen by the reign
Stadiums

I drove by your house today, but I didn't stop and stay
Your mother would invite me in, you'd prefer I leave but wouldn't say
Your old house looks

Oh, Stranger
Please, don't go away

I'm living on
I'm singing on
Just let me sing one song for you

Hey, Stranger
This is my song
It is old & it is

tell me I can't leave too many hoes on my line my love is out your reach
I been popping just now I got more options I'm into the soul locking
It's giving

and you and you and me
For eternity
For eternity
Forever ain't long when I'm with ya
Never hurt you boy I want to heal ya
Want to grow old and die with you

the people made a vote and you fucked about
Rubbed it out like we don’t mean shit
When we pick what we see fit
For this fucking hour
So what’s next
More mess

got/ when I've never got mine
There's something wrong with our times/ when people crying for a dime
Cause I'm busting my ass/ day in and day out
They

you got/ when I've never got mine/
There’s something wrong with our times/ when people crying for a dime/
Cause I’m busting my ass/ day in and day out/

start from rock bottom
Point your arrow, fight for yourself, until you rock the bottom

Thugging on the streets for too long though life is short 
Hit

To come back for me/

Gave my first my last/

This journeys was a long one/

Thats why my first album’s 
A comeback story 

Artist/ writer
Mek
Socials:

the gun
No one thought this could be
An old friend turns to foe
But we were too blind to see
The insecurities grow
Fight with me now
We'll fight for our

everything falls in place 
Like I know it oughta should 
By this time tomorrow,
And if you want come looking for me 
You can bet the farm on it 
That’s where

the old times
Keep on running baby, live ya life up on ya own time
Drive that Mercedes, while we waiting
Guess it's go time
Sweet lady think it's best for

Innovate
Cultivate
Third Culture
Picture this,
Just a kid in the homeland
Surrounded by the fam
Feeling lost like a lone man
Mother tongue fluent but they

a thousand miles just to bring you home
But I know there's nothing I can do until you're sure
You want me too
I hope you find what you're looking for
I know I

going for The gusto
Gotta get the money, coming in by The truckload
I been Grinding for a min, y'all Must know
Give it to ya real, if you think ya Really

this when I'm gone
So I've got a ticket in my pockets; an escape route in my brain
If it's nothing for all, or all for nothing
It's still nothing just

I know I am the one that you had relied on
I got too deep in the shit but I cannot go on
I guess all the time that we spent gets chalked up

it's time believe it or not
Old fashioned I'm still stashing the cash
And blasting any nigga wana play with that
Get the troops we gone Rally like we own

to be wack then screw it
Rather stay miles passed the bullshit
Playing all that old shit because it's going down tonight
Surround by sound and ice, my e&j

never been ahead of me
As If I'd give a fuck this my pedigree
I will always walk around like I'm readily
Old friends catching up just keep peddling
I'm

and a curse
Ima be legendary
They gone remember this verse
The consecration it took
I marinated for seasons
I wrote the first one one 5th grade
I said mama I'm

pray the lord he mend my soul yeah
Aye aye aye aye
If you bitch then you my queen
I'm yo only fan
But please don't beg me to post you
On this business

feel paralyzed still talk a bitch out her thighs
Fucking bitches just for exercise turn your old bitch into my new prize (haha)
East side I’m so fly