you realize I wrote this song for you. HIDING OUT BACK STAGE JUST TO GET AWAY BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO HARD TO SHAKE! I THINK IT'S TIME TO REMIND YOU TO BACK
I LOVED! YOU'RE JUST AN IGNORANT FAKE WHO WILL NEVER BECOME SOMEONE WHO GOT THE BEST OF ME! I'LL GIVE YOU SPACE THAT YOU NEVER WANTED. YOU'LL NEVER HEAR
to blame. I'M NOT THE ONE TO BLAME! Count the ways that you destroy me. I'm not the one to blame. I'M NOT THE ONE TO BLAME! (Thanks to Close To Home
These are the nights (these are the nights) that we won't forget. (we won't forget) These are the nights that we won't forget (Thanks to Close To Home
falling down around your eyes. I'll wait for you tonight. These lonely nights are calling you as the stars are falling down around your eyes. I'll wait for you tonight (Thanks to Close
getting further away from you. HOLD ON AND NEVER LET ME GO! KEEP ME IN YOUR HEART THIS ROAD WILL LEAD ME HOME! I'VE BEEN COUNTING DOWN THE DAYS TIL
You've got me)And all I know is I never want to come back down.We sing Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh. We sing Whoa- oh-oh-oh (Thanks to Close To Home for these lyrics
s who we are. It's what we love. We stand at the edge of what's to come. It's who we are. It's what we love. LOVE! (Thanks to Close To Home for these
best person you'd see. I was wrong but all these singles bring me back to the stars. And all the clocks turn (CLOCKS TURN) but these pictures never change
i aint never lied I put my weed hand n da sky I put my weed hand n da sky I respect it for da luv of life A whole piece i aint never lied I put my weed
this shit when I bring home paper My ears to the streets what you gonna tell us ? You keep talking down girl you sound like you jealous Chorus Verse 2: Hi honey I'm home
thinking about the one night we just spent together (I mean, when was this ma) That I?d cherish the love I thought would last forever (I never said that, I never
bring her home What you do you show her in I was like show her in? never that oh no anybody in the streets know thats a no no So no I would never ever
straight to jail If not go straight to hell, and fuck you I grew up in the hood dawg Witness the hood fall Don't cry about it just get back home Fall off the golf cart then get back
a nigga chillin' with a stripper then he never go back home She got eyes butter pecan brown can't leave it alone Liking the way she break it down to the
way from normal, I try to keep it cordial I made some new friends, meet recorder and touring Shout out to my nigga Its now for a nigga Know some niggas back home
chose, you wan' grab your bitch I bet nine out of ten, we can have the bitch [Trae] I never been a thug, till I graduated to one And never shot a slug
