Lyrics:
on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my
on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my
the best version this time around...
Wake up, boy! You're falling behind! Wake up, now!
Don't roll your eyes at me, boy! Catch up!
cgain with this
lovely but fuck thee if for my music you don't pay biatch!
She got me tilted like I'm faded,
She got me tilted like I'm faded we making love
And I gave
three
Centimeters outward past where
Her eyes end her eyelashes are even and
Delicate, like wisps from a dandelion
And I can't recall if I've ever seen
need that p off of your clicks on my new kicks
Can’t see my pain behind fake smiles and lipstick
I’ve been scrolling through pages and pages
All these
and forth, I keep racing
You ain't never been in my book and I got a problem with it, why?
'Cause you acting like you read my pages
I wreck these stages,
At the video shop
Let me fly, fly you away
From all of the depression in you head
Caused by all the living in the red
I've got a bootleg version of Citizen
and find
Nothing new, I'm not surprised
And you're frozen in time
Between pages and lines
The real you is not who I've got stuck in my mind
I've gotten stuck
climb and I inch every inch of my trail
A better version of myself
Hands up like I've got a gun but
Hell nah, purity like nun uh
Well then again, makes
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
the page, you were there
My very best friend, my summer day
My only someone to depend on
When I've lost my way
You came and answered my every prayer
girls
I'm coming back
Patti Page and summer days
On old Cape Cod
Happy times making wine
In my garage
Country shade and lemonade
Guess I'm
girls
I'm coming back
Patti Page and summer days
On old Cape Cod
Happy times making wine
In my garage
Country shade and lemonade
Guess I'm
gotten draining and I'm unsure
If I can face this, I'm afraid that I'll not be able to fight the force
That's got my brain in all dismay, of which I've
turn to the sports page, and Aaron Judge made an error
Now how could they report it any fairer, the sun must've got in his eyes
Cause there it was
girls
I'm coming back
Patti Page and summer days
On old Cape Cod
Happy times making wine
In my garage
Country shade and lemonade
Guess I'm
got us just
A second from the 11th hour?
I wanna die took a trip to Versailles lost
My mind and survived it
Posse cutting deep roll an
Eye we
more light cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle
obsessed
I've been so consumed by
consumers who are users
Now what you got me doing
abusing other humans,
Going through them like protrusions
If slewing
the world could never take your place
There's one-thousand-four-hundred-forty hours in my day
I've been trying to call you all day, 'cause I got so many
Blindsided by the solely divided
Hoping that I would go and die, although I won't kid, I've tried it
And when it's time to go I guess I won't really like it
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
light 'cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle me
You
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