Lyrics:
Yo, yo yeah
I go by the name of Cassidy
It's another Mario Winans exclusive
ATL, come on
Damn boo, you don't understand, boo
I'm just fly if I
wide
I guess its not for us to decide
I've been running all around this empty town
Where the brightest blues and greens just turn to brown
But it feels
This injury
Is caused by reckless handling
And causes insecurity
Distance isn't good for me
Memories fall fast and wild
And I wish you were
yeah baby I?m a mess I know I can not hide it
But it?s too late when you picking up your phone
It's just the way by telling me I need too be alone is
feet
Still you believe in me
This is a souvenir
Of a time-honored pact
Acknowledgement of
Every self-denying act
A memento of what it means
or something
'Cause at this rate we'll both be late
But I'd rather be late than both be sitting here doing nothing
And by nine AM my brain and my body
to just ignore this song
Put yourself in their place and write to right the wrong
How many thousands of people all around the globe are imprisoned for
arms restin
On two breasts, we by the pound when it comes time for sessions
Morgan Cannon suits, cold hard boots
Crazy loot, rollin in Acura coupes
the gangstas know
Its been a long hard road and I had a way to go
When I was young I was labeled as a basket case
And every one walked by me got the gas face
Do you know how it feels to be left alone?
Captive and surrounded by these four padded walls
Laughter is all around me, patience going low
the peace
Do I ever have to wake up?
Awakened by a familiar sound
A clumsy fly is buzzin' around
He bumps the screen
And he tumbles down
He gathers about
Hey baby watcha doing this evening can you
Meet me down by the railroad tracks I got
Tom petty playing in my Silverado
And I've iced down a six pack
a stone crack dealer
Surrounded by monsters like mike jack thriller
Ride around strapped 'cause I might jack niggas
Smokin purple like a motha fucking nut
Hey baby watcha doing this evening can you
Meet me down by the railroad tracks I got
Tom petty playing in my Silverado
And I've iced down a six pack
V1:
I'm in the stands, man
Big orange hand
And I'm cheering for myself
And I'm winning this time
Its easy to win
When you're the only one playing
Pc:
a kite-flying kind of day
Above the trees
Together we'll be making memories
REPEAT CHORUS
As this world turns us around
We hang on to what we've found
A treasure
That's right
You're going around acting like you don't care
'Cause this is the funk
And funk not only can move, but it care remove
So if you are
in church
I'd have the whole congregation saying Goddamn - that kid's nice
Forget the offering plate pass around the liquor and dice.
Up in this
Thinking 'bout it, believed the future bright
Back when we were, we were dumb kids
Shaped by it, fed by all this time
Carrying around someone
and the maggots
They rule the earth
Sending man
Back in the dirt
The planet now their
Kingdom peace is found
The Rat is King
Man isn't around
The End of Man
By His
Santas on each corner
One is sure to visit me
But every thing I want's already here
This time of year
September, NovemberI'm driftin' fancy free
But
By now I think it's real, I'm the best one
Yes son, I take it to the old school
I spit super rhymes 'cause I am so cool
A duel? You must be fool
happens once upon a time
For boys and girls
I'll never find a another love like you
Who wants to be in love the way I do
Better is a day standing by
around
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
I need a big love
I need a phone call
These train conversations are passing me by
And I don't have nothing
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