Lyrics:
I popped the clutch on that old red Ford
Her daddy would holler and run to the door
Dust would fly as we flew down that old gravel driveway
these same old bars, with the same old beers
And I believe that you and I
Deserve a little more than just getting by
So what do you say to somewhere new
I
These old habits, been relapsing
But I'm back at it
Head held high, I have a dream
Dreaded eyes, goals can't be seen
Keep passin me by, no need for
I'm just a nigga that's playing
Don't mean to bring up old shit home girl but I'm just saying
You love the fast life
Got all that weed, got all that
dreams
You and I surrounded by these
Colors
It's like no other
And All that I see
These bright dreams
You and I surrounded by these colors
It's like no
shit, but I could back up game
The way you silly motherfuckers on the
Mic talk the same old same
How you wouldn't hesitate to
Kill, buck, rack, attack
Ask
Oh, for the fun of them
When I was one of them
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
Oh, for the fun of them
When I was one of them
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
Oh, for the fun of them
When I was one of them
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
Oh, for the fun of them
When I was one of them
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
the same
Except for you my old friend
Decades have rolled right over like a passing of a glance
And our lives summarized by photos in our hands
But it pains
like a potion
I don't feel ok I set my heart out to probe it
Two old times regret that I got to hold and
A whole lot of dreams that I got to let go
to jail
I got mo' p**** to swell and mo' dreams to tell
I ain't going back to jail, I ain't going back to jail
And tell ya old man I ain't going back
feeling that I want to chase
So far it seems, like it's in my dreams or nightmares
I can see you hold me by the staircase
Even though I have trouble
Girls That Don't Know My Game
Come Up And Talk To Me And We'll Tell You All The Same
When Ya Wake Up In The Night In A Hell Of A Dream
You Know ya Been
same old guy
It's 'cause I don't know how anymore
I don't know how, yeah
I've had my beliefs tested, my faith broken in half
I try to joke and I
a star like im following my dreams
No relation to the tooly but i keep it in my genes
Fucked my money up
Now i cant reup
Always bout my safety by my seat i
Yeah we all get tired of the same old games
I swear it felt like every night
either I was yelling or you would smell the perfume on my clothes
Games was
type of dream
I'm lonely when I'm not between her love
That the queen, yeah
She probably with my homie by now
Probably talkin' to my homie by now
can't be lured out anymore by the scent of a hotdog
It's the same shit since '75 (they're slaving away)
The same shit since '75 (they've been slaving
felt the same
One summer changed my life, a good change
We got new names, fuck that old "Indigo"
I'm movin' my way, that's the only way I know
I rose
It's called follow your dreams no family no friends no opinions required
Go back to your parents Instead of old ways
I probably failed them with the low
rock the same thing
Don't even got the same clique
Geared up got new shifts
You're still on old shit
Oh shit
The Meek's Tape is out
Go get it
Maestro
seriously hurt
Would that be worse?
Headlights crest the hill
Shadows pass her by and out of sight
(ooh ooh)
Annie sees her dreams:
Friday bingo,
.jpg/224px-Ray_McKinley,_Hotel_Commodore,_New_York,_N.Y.,_ca._Apr._1946_(William_P._Gottlieb_05801).jpg "Ray McKinley")
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