Lyrics:
a nice little boy. Ya
know what? Ya mean, ya got a mean, nasty, vicious streak. Why don't you
just quit school? Move to California with all those other
again what it means
That giants drank the river dry
And when truth spoke
It burned their shoulders to scabs
Loosed blood by my fingernails
Painted
but a bitch on the tour bus
Pour piss on you, leave you stuck with four months
My head fucked up, I'm off my clean streak
Don't make me pick
to the show by any means
Handy when you split a pool with Molly and Mandy
Remind me
Need to plan
The weed mapping
Feeding the band
The Uber Eats rambling
a nice little boy. Ya
know what? Ya mean, ya got a mean, nasty, vicious streak. Why don't you
just quit school? Move to California with all those other
true?
If we are living in damnation,
I'd live in hell to be with you, what more can I do?
I gotta violent streak caused by
We're getting uptight,
tryna spend some time
Been thinking lately, we can’t be friends but I can’t lose you as a person
Let’s take some space, if it’s mean to be we gonna be
Said that I'm sorry, but I didn't mean it
Gave you my heart, but it wasn't beating
Took all your air, so I could keep breathing
Stole all your love,
better get back
Ha
I took a strip ah yah
Don't mean to trip ah yah mhm
If I don't really like that dude, GB gonna send typhoons you know it's true
Had
fit
Filla pits while I heal the streets me nah finna quit
In a minute I bring peace I bring healing to the weakling as I right these ills and I mean it
head right
I'm on a streak and I'm abouta' reach a new height
Yeah yeah
You be running all around my mind
(Round my mind)
But it's toxic it's some
come with a message, I never had hope
Tried to slit my wrists but I never used rope
Ever watch your loved one be consumed by the dope
I tell you what it
me
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Since you left me baby
My fingers hit these strings
But it doesn’t mean a thing
If you’re not there for me to sing to
I haven’t drank
will you get me, if I don't get me
You know what I mean
Yeah, hahahaaha
Day by day
I pray for blessings to dey come my way
Every single day, I dey make
you know I'm right why you talk like dat (ha)
Bitch wanna run 'cause I run like dat (yeah)
Now you wanna fuck 'cause I fuck like dat
I mean what I mean
I know I act cold, I know I act hard
But that don't mean a nigga don't gotta a warm heart
I just don't want no one letting me down
When shit get real
People shit gettin' towed away
I aint greedy, I don't mean to gorge
But we used to have nothin' at all, nothin' at all
Now we got more
People sleazy
Blowing through my losing streak
Bought the farm on a dead end street
Nothing ever grows under your sun
Filling voids with emptiness
the now
Inner space, searching central
Keeping tempo, can't complain, it's the sun I resemble
Many colors streak sky to the east, rise, then repeat
Pink
business
And everything
But we can sing like a sonofabitch
Make them twitch around their eyes
Make them apologize
He had a mean streak
Three miles
too high
I'm gonna taste it now before my one life streaks on by
'Cause I want to be happy and free
Livin' and lovin' for me
I want to be happy
Shit,
I mean, y'all sayin' free me like I did nothin' wrong
Truth is, I been doin' everything wrong
I been doin' this shit by the book
And I don't
you'll never walk in a straight line again
The last five leaves sucked up by the fire
The last streak of symmetry is a split through a liar
A reaction
Look, why I always feel that I'm hot?
Why I always feel I should drop another jewel
Like Martin on Blue Streak while
You dudes get tattooed with permanent
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