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can't judge until you look in the mirror
We all got flaws I see 'em a little clearer
Surrounded by shit that they covered up with glitter
Feeling like

stupid house all the windows facing south
It's cool in summer winter warm as toast warm as toast so it goes

I'v got these stupid friends we fight and we

With all those new technology
You'd think you'd always find your way
Find your way
To find the place where you'd belong
I'm on the road all by myself

care if you paint
I don't care if you dance
From the USA
To the south of France
All around the world people taking the chance
To do they own thing,

missed it
Let me school you to the game
And lead you to your commencement
Been thought I said this guess y'all need some convincing
This the pride

Mic check, there it goes
Felt like I was taking care of everybody, everything
Except for myself first
That shit weird, questioning self-worth
But I'm

feels like I'm on the south side of the wall
And it feels like I'm nothing at all to you
How could you say that and make me look so bad
Even if I stay by

the party goes south
Cause I see the way you bitches pour the liquor in your mouth

Ha

So anyway happy birthday Lexi
Dope ass party you are a blessing

we can only run for now 

Well Mississippi gave me all my pride 
Thought I would never die 
Learned my lessons, living in a single-wide by the river

paper would get so gad damn long
All inclusive resort wit 5 star catering
The calamari to me a by far favorite
Smokin weed you smell a loud ZaH fragrance

stand the weather
Said they might go south
Then "we can hardly see - the roads up here
Go out at sundown"
Then all us four, together
"Sure is dark in this

the plot
Like a white cop
Just can't be caught, at least in the south, right
Now put this in your mouth
Trust me, it'll make you feel all better now

tonight, meet me at my place
Finna murder that pussy, finna catch a case
cnd if it all goes well, it's a second date
I like the way you stare at me when we

down south, buy you a big house"
He all talk he got a big mouth
Clap,clap,clap
Shhh
What's that sound?
Said I'm fucking on your bitch now
On your bitch

This what heaven sounds like
Sounds right
Sounds about right tonight
I like all the frequencies you show me
Something about the way that you hold me

now
And let it all flow out let me make my sound
It ain't July but I'm thinking that the sun might rise
Might book that flight
Run away until it all

Turns out you weren't the greatest
Man I knew
And I've moved miles from you lately
South London's my new home
My imagination goes
Wherever

Continental, no doubt
(Tell you how I feel inside)
Yo
Lif3

I try to put the fears to side but I can't win at all
It seems the demon's growing taller by

As the sun goes down in the Bay
We are counting down the top five slow jams of the day
You're listening to Wild 105, Oakland, Frisco, San Jose

You could

a poochie gown
It's like I'm flyin' down south, I'm goin' to Coochie Town
I'm a man, I'm a dog, I'm a animal, I'm a beast
They wanna see me fall, I'm busy

foes
Like they don’t even
Want me around

Tomorrow morning I’m leaving
And by the time the sun goes down
I’ll probably be somewhere even
More forsaken

This the start of something new
That lil boy mama moved from the east to the south finally grew 
And it’s fuck everybody like porn stars in a room

another day in this dusty haze sittin' round waitin' for my judgement day
I'm gonna ditch this place gamble fate and make my way down south
Not a day goes

Press the wrong buttons, set it off in this place
Niggas don't want beef all vegan as their base (aye)
2 poles on guard call them north south
When 1 goes