Lyrics:
gotta let her be
I'ma let her be by herself in peace
But five years from now I bet she see
When the club gets played
The things you crave are no
like Heath up in his last scene
I don't give a
What
I'm freestyling up in the backseat
I'm up on my luck, I been living out my cash dreams
Lights
the early morning
guess i question my existence and i do it by committee
guess im leaning who i am in the not quite a city called Brandon
nothing
i say "stay", she wanna leave
she up on her car so i gotta be
ima let her be by herself in peace
but five years from now i bet she see
when the club
niggas ask you to marry them
There's no lights in the place you buy your jewelry from
Funeral fab, I'm just here to bury them
Reportin' live from
niggas ask you to marry them
There's no lights in the place you buy your jewelry from
Funeral fab, I'm just here to bury them
Reportin' live from
(Show stopper, you a show stopper)
Hey Brandon it's (a black star)
(Charlotte stand up) I was just checking in
To make sure you were OK
You're alive
The other day someone said I was fake
I nearly lost my mind i'm out on a grind
For what? I put in so much time for what?
The fame don't impress me
I'll still
There was a little drawing of a heart next to that, followed by an exclaimation mark. The back of his was covered in stuff... stuff like: Brandon
There was a little drawing of a heart next to that, followed by an exclaimation mark. The back of his was covered in stuff... stuff like: Brandon
and cars and shit are humbly in their flag
Part of me says, wait until you're self-sustaining, lad. The other
Part of me says, sell your soul and have
Heath mandem
Trust me, every time big
Up Charlie once again, fire in the booth
Big opportunity, ya danno 0121
Check it
Let me upon my mind and release
rhyme
i'm getting Bs and Cs, grades cratering
but rep gets bigger i'm a scene mainstay it seems
i can DJ your skate comp
but never in school call me
rhyme
i'm getting Bs and Cs, grades cratering
but rep gets bigger i'm a scene mainstay it seems
i can DJ your skate comp
but never in school call me
Slime
Dive
Lets dive in
Lets lock it in (ayy, Brandon, man why you do that?)
Ayy, bank accounts gon' shrink up
Yeah, everytime we link up (no
sittin’ in that passenger.
I be drivin 99 up on the highway after work.
Blazin’ by the cops we got our middle fingers flappin’ birds,
Waitin’ for
don't want to, but I'm sinking into the heath
Let me stop, let me live, let me love, let me breathe
I hate all these nights
When I wake up in my room
By those thighs
You rather have me
In cowboy boots
Saying my name is Clyde
But I don't say sweet nothings
So Sly and devil gleam
Sip your Jim beam babe
breathable textile,
fibroid matt with blood from
hand in torture, all that blood
breathed by manchester babies,
all that blood drunk by the man
in
and beats In you life .
Ask me , don't try.
You do you anybody
Don't lose you and my mind
Minutes if precious.
Minutes and hours .
Times to ran don't stop for
Brandon still acting made it out with out his daddy
my ninja talent outstanding
own family leave you outstanding
oh yo feelings looking hurt let me
the heath. The drab light lent everything an insubstantiality, intensifying the curious end-of-term feeling I had, the sense that the days themselves were
She want that Brandon Blackwood
She want that Telfar
She want that Nikes by Davy Fresh
That's what I'm on
Taylor made by Virgil
Dapper Dan my
a time bomb
Drink it till the mix gone
Shawty in the backroom
Puttin' on the Spicebomb
Bumpin' with the lights off
Jumpin' off the white walls
Hit me
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