Lyrics:
real, and you made me feel
like the sun in your sky.
Sleepless
Seven seconds go,
like hours flow, so slow.
The afterglow, was years ago,
counting
real, and you made me feel
like the sun in your sky.
Sleepless
Seven seconds go,
like hours flow, so slow.
The afterglow, was years ago,
counting
home
I've been through a thousand phones
Long time I ain't been crib
Now it feels like my house ain't home
And big man wanna ride on me
They don't wanna
is who we is a 3-D, can he get back from where we enter
Lovely entertainment's what we enter
Feel the force, where we enter like Splinter
Black Eyed
now they're together it's wild
Feeling like she needs to call her friends and tell 'em
'Cause while she's letting him down but most of them are never
back, we keepin' it pushing
People scared of change
But you'll find me deep in the cushion
Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing
Listening
You've been dethroned you're on your own
You feel the stones hit your bones
To the rhythm of this song
And I can't tell you how it feels
Being told by you
Running alone, trapped in this world
Not your own, not your home
Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust
Feel the pull of the stars from
whirlpool will suck you up like
A person with a temper can [fuck] you up right?
Time to bring back down to syndromes
Custard in your eye like Bugsy Malone
You
consecutive shots
Man, they smile up in you, griller want to give you a pen
Stick it to your crew like glue like they been down
Man listen, kill that bull
bar beat, pardon me
I bet right about now you feelin' like Jordan down in the Jordan Downs
In fact it's crazy that you even play ball to clear your
feel like an alien
Be brave again
England be my safe haven
And at night if darkness should knock upon your door
And the whole wide world wakes up
feel like an alien
Be brave again
England be my safe haven
And at night if darkness should knock upon your door
And the whole wide world wakes up
to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck
Tajuana left my nigga niece live comma
Three young Italians, suited down personal
to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck
Tajuana left my nigga niece live comma
Three young Italians, suited down personal
within the clouds above me
Everyone is just trying to make everyone feel comfortable
Woah
The conversation is flying around the room like
When he walks around like he's made outta glass,
Boy sit your ass down with that lighter you ain't got no gas
Don't make me furious,
All that pussy cat
To a house that doesn't feel like mine
But I know one place where I'd be more at ease
If I lived here, I'd be home by now
Every hour would be happy
With
sleeping in your arms
Where it feels like home
Feels like home
Feels like home
I said so many things
I didn't need to say
I packed my bags and packed my car
(that's all?)
He like, "Welcome home, that should put you on your feet" (yeah)
"That's all I can give, my baby, I gotta eat" (yeah)
I'm in his face
coupe up on mars
Hop in the car, taking two or three bars
Man I feel like a Pringles can
The way I'm stacking up my chips
I be so w-wavy man
Call me
a promise to you
I promise from now on I'll be honest and true
I promise that your sons will carry on without you
And both your grandkids will feel like
Like a screen pass
The straps hang off of the arm
Like it's a lean bag and I can box
This right hand'll lean Cass'
I take him back to the early 2000's
Prepare for launch in 3
2
1
Take you to the moon
I know what you like
Caught you by surprise
Now you
Now you
Now you taking flight what you feeling
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