Lyrics:
and some good friends
Torn to the fucking weekend
You say you love me but you don't
So you keep on walking out the door
Wanted more, gave you more
Throw it
am
Being attacked by your accusations simply
Because i got us
In court to help fix this the custody matter?
Why did i have to take you to court to see
say I’m on the menu, but I refuse to be eaten
I grind on the field just to ball on the weekends
And never go out to clubs ‘cause niggas tryna get even
look and see
These people that are just like me
But no one has the courtesy to grow up and be honest
The pain is there
But it's masked
By a screen,
what it said
My girlfriend just left
Basicly she's done
And fuckin sick of my shit
Damn fuck shit
I really really loved you
Nah sike
I just wanted
to the crown
Apple falls far from the tree my daddy wanted it ain't any really what I wanted
But it's somethin and I know if I was dead it'd be bummer, aw
Two
Day off in Kyoto
Got bored at the temple
Looked around at the 7-Eleven
The band took the speed train
Went to the arcade
Wanted to go but I
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
Mutual friends
Met you in the summer
So innocent
Busy weekends
One after another
Dreaming
Falling
So flirtatious
You could be fun
But I'll only chase
or whatever (kssss)
The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her! (*laughing*)
Ya know shit I was like whatchu mean shit?
I mean I might shit on you after I,
My life was getting used to
A dull daily routine
I was getting so fed up
I just wanted to scream
Up at six to work by nine
Home again by
I've got a problem, I believe in money trees
I've been working on the weekend to cop a spot in Belize, yeah
Will you stick by? Na-na-na-na
While I
Hung around people that's older than me, took notes (notes)
Mama worked three jobs on the weekends
Used to help her wash the walls at Mare Island (Mare
family went away on a weekend ski trip
And they left $100 and a note by the phone
That said: 'Don't have any company till we get home'
No company? I'm
Puerto Rico is where she come from
She asked me do I love her that recorded song
By si si si si bunoes bonita.
You wanna ever be mine stay on hip
And the thoughts that she gave me,
I'd not met before
And stranded half hypnotised,
I watched her in awe
Of everything that she stood for
And I wanted more
Rooooad
Run it up
It's the weekend where my dawgs gottta call em up
I could take it by itself don't want no chaser in my cup If you stepping out ya
Community outlaw
Thousand dollar bounty
My face on wanted posters
All over this county
I'm wanted alive
I'm wanted dead
I'm wanted by the feds
Got
sleep inside
Lost summers of my youth
I spent them all with you
Take ways by withered creeks
Lizards sunning in the streets
Small kitten stretches
I use to be down now i'm just smiling
I wanted Jewels Wanted Medallions
Wanted to shine was scared of the Camera
Wanted the Coupe with 0 Mileage
We were never on the same page
I just wanted you to stay late
You were tripping off what they say, but
Turnin' me down
I guess that was just the type
unspoken
Love the way you do something to me
The way you back me up and tell me that I'm choosy
I only wanted you baby how you do me ah
Baby how you do me
to tell
Mr. Evans gym class, tore my ACL
Playing shows on Weekends when we had the time
Had School the next morning, I was up by five
Wanted all the change
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