Lyrics:
Real love don't have an image
Not magic witness by havin’
Bitches or grabbin' riches
If it's about your own self-validation
You’re bound to fail
never even called me by my name.
(spoken:)
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song,
and he told me it was the perfect country
Every night I sit here by my window (window)
Starin' at the lonely avenue (avenue)
Watching lovers holdin' hand an' laughin' (Hahaha)
And thinkin'
settle this
No, you are not my friend, lil bitch
Don't fuck with hoes just like I'm celibate
Album of the year for the hell of it
I say, oh my, oh my, oh
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
When the going gets tough, the tough get going
In any season whether sunny or it's frozen
My friend, do you remember?
My friend, do you remember?
I guess i gotta see you again
Cause now you’re just a friend of a friend
You’ve seen those photo albums buried in my room
Laughed with my mom about
and secondary
'Cause I seen my friend and brother get married the same weekend
Meanwhile, me and my girl are barely even speaking
Man, new beginnings and harsh
and you can suck it
It's another offensive punk song
By another offensive punk band
On another offensive punk album that you can't understand
If we fall
and you can suck it
It's another offensive punk song
By another offensive punk band
On another offensive punk album that you can't understand
If we fall
here to stay, I ain't hiding, got a album on the way
Spend a bag to feel okay and get it back by the day
Dancing with my demons, different reasons
Feel
album
Then I perfected these songs in four months this is my life
And I want you to know that I live by the pen and I'll die with the pen and the pad
I am
pics
Now the album's out better text your friends
Give me something I can feel, feel
Because the God I serve is real
Real (yes He Is)
Fight my battle if
make quick
Cash get the fuck out my way
Time is money, money is power real
But its crazy shit my friend
We set the bar high
A code that i roll by
Dont
Down by the reservoir
By the reservoir
I Stay up late every night with my best friend
And dance in socks to dust covered albums
I lie awake every night
Nobody gonna take my head
I gonna beat my..., yeah, yeah
Ooh, I'm in heaven again
I got everything
Like an open road
All my friends and everything
of dawn
I'm the Biz Mark, and I'm a sure shot
All of a sudden, you you you you..
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got a wife by the name
And then change the name
Let me pull up the lyrics. They're nuts
Is this also you
No, this is my friend Holly
That one was hard to record
Is this Elise
to be humble
When I do the breaststroke through an underground tunnel
And come up on the other side in a Jacuzzi
Being greeted by two naked models with
Baby, I'm comin' home, I know the kids miss me
I need some time with my friends to sip whiskey
I spent the last twelve months locked in
But tonight,
Don't want to stand by
Envy your damn life
Should be me it's fine
Entourage and camouflage to come up
The worst behavior but motherfuckers don't love us
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
hope
Our time spent was not wise
I'll see you later 'cause there's no such thing as "goodbye"
There's no more reaching you
By now you should have gotten
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the flower that shattered the stone album, and has also been released on the stonehaven
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