Lyrics:
meesly and opening
r you have walk through hoping theres no one crowding the door way theres gonna be someone crowding the door way so find another way be
Wanted me down but now They bow to me
Stop crowding me, it was Crickets when I first Dropped, now they louder than a pound of weed
The real ones know that
God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own
Money, you've got lots of friendsThey're crowding around your doorBut when you're gone
under lights and their crowding so deep police on the scene parting the seas news is streamed spotlights on me
Driving
baby can I get a ride give me
a future and fill it with sweet lies
And when it's all over, that aint up to you
So what will you do?
Oh the words are falling down like rain
The crowding
know a
Fucking thing about me
Babies crowning
Hoe please crown me
You don't know a
Fucking thing about me
Y'all be clowning
Y'all be crowding
Really
and fears crowding upon me
Running off the red lights
Gotta leave it all behind
I feel doubts and fears crowding upon me
Running off the red lights
Gotta
and the wild ones sing along
Insecure and immature, tired and discontent
Rain falls like the rocks from outer space
Shadows crowding every space
It’s like
anyway?
Here I am
Believe the sound you breathe
I'm in up to my knees
Disregard everything because now I'm over my sophomore jinx
You're crowding my dollar
yourself when you're in a crowding place
Hot shot celebrities are telling me I've got to walk that way.
But I just disagree.
They don't have much to say
that's got his own, that's got his own
Money, you've got lots of friends
See they're crowding around your door
But when you're gone and spending ends
And Papa may have
But God bless the child
That’s got his own
That’s got his own
Money, you’ve got lots of friends
Crowding around your door
When you’re gone
longer down hearted
I am hearing the call
My mind is feeling my heart... heart.... heart...
Deserted faces crowding me
Staring cold ahead
Not consious
longer down hearted
I am hearing the call
My mind is feeling my heart... heart.... heart...
Deserted faces crowding me
Staring cold ahead
Not consious
friends are crowding around
They're crowding around looking down to see
But all they can see is me, me, me
So blow me away now, with your screwed up mind
have to point at me?
Well, I'm sitting alone thinking about it all over coffee
And still crowding my space
Are the things you still hold against me
Yes, I see new flowers in your field
Crowding up the old footpath
Don't know their names, ain't seem them before
Don't know how long they'll last
it's hard
When you talk down on me
Let's make a breakthrough
Can I take you
Make you proud of me
I just need patience
Fuck temptations
Hoes keep crowding
Where is the trust
Fuck and then leave them never do love
Up in the club
Popping the bottles deep in the stuff
Running away all of the zeros crowding
his own
Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
When you're gone and spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give
I see your face before me, crowding my every dream
There is your face before me; you are my only theme
It doesn't matter where you are; I can see
may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
When you're
I was fourteen
Now I'm crowding thirty
And still wearin' jeans.
Amanda light of my life
Fate should have made you a gentle man's wife
Amanda light
my first guitar
When I was fourteen
Now I'm crowding thirty
And still wearin' jeans.
[Chorus]
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