Lyrics:
It's that time of the year when snow covers the street
The lovebirds meet
Kids are baking treats
Festive displays leaves me filled with dismay
So I
inside his mind someone's gonna pay
For being his type and letting down their guard
Is that him sneaking through your back yard?
He's a neighborhood
inside his mind someone's gonna pay
For being his type and letting down their guard
Is that him sneaking through your back yard?
He's a neighborhood
Papercut by many
So now you judging
What if how you thought
It really wasn't
cnd your time wasted
Was all for nothing
But you don't want the truth
Just cash
burrow
And four feet in the precipice
Setting records for simply breathing
As if it's gonna pay off
More than a life observed and dissected
By pundits
gonna live my life and if you don't like you can kiss my ass
Thought we all long ago agreed that judgement is a part of the past
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh
im gone i will always think about ya
second for second its gonna be hard being alone without ya
but i will make a good life for myself and always stay
But if she knows him, she knows where it went
And that pile o' bills ain't gonna pay themselves
It's been a forty-hour week and it's only Tuesday
a world that's gone insane
With the problems that I know we can stop
From the ruler of the world and the man on top
But the years went by, and time was
You better repent
Before you get spent
Before you get hunt down
For running your mouth
Beat down for chasing that clout
Working hustle grinding no
congratulations on that anyway too so
But for a long time it's been somethin' I need to tell you, listen
You see we been knowin' each other since we were about
the street life
Tryna run the streets and get away with it
You and your dawg on the block so strong for so long
You get locked and he don't pay a visit
He
gonna marry you
If we're both still single by, like, thirty-two
And that shit is gonna end up bein' true
'Cause I hate, like, everyone except for you
like hell
Had to pay for it
Just give it some time
And I promise one day I'll solve it all by myself
As long as I play right
My faith still stay
Yeah, I'm single atm and looking for a real girl
Who's gonna be there in the highs and lows of my world
Who's looking way more beautiful than
Making my way every day
I'm hoping someday it will pay
Chasing pavements till I stay
On a pretty street named almo way
Stay up so late that I feel like
will snitch
And contradicting wasn't gonna work some witnesses
Was in the scene, but we let 'em go if they really wanna show that they was
Gon' behave
Shout out to EKG, this the anthem for the ladies
One more time, where my Ransom, nigga, fuckin' pay me
Bitch, who don't got money nigga, I got all my
years that it's gonna take
For me to get over this girl
I didn't ask
I miss you
Are you ok boss?
Yo- why you looking so good on Instagram
Stop -stop
a player 'bout to choke
I was at a loss of words first time that we spoke
You looking for a girl that'll treat you right
Have you looking for her in
You're gonna find, yes you will
That you're beautiful, as you feel
Waiting at the station with a workday wind a-blowing
I've got nothing to do but
You're gonna find, yes you will
That you're beautiful, as you feel
Waiting at the station with a workday wind a-blowing
I've got nothing to do but
a tear, and it's remindin' me of fear
Rap's been dead so long, so stop denyin' what you feel
Dis payback for the fact that y'all ain't tryin' to keep it
When it's crying time again
You're gonna leave me
I can see that far away look in your eyes
I can tell by the way you hold me darling
That it won't
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