't explain She's gone away, I don't mean maybe She's not the same, my burnin' flame She's gone She's gone crazy She's drivin' me crazy Well I rode down
t explain She's gone away, I don't mean maybe She's not the same, my burnin' flame She's gone, she's gone crazy She's drivin' me crazy Well I rode down
Traduction: Voyage. Gone Crazy.
t explain She's gone away, I don't mean maybe She's not the same, my burnin' flame She's gone She's gone crazy She's drivin' me crazy Well I rode down
my tip, But man I dont even trip Sent me a dirty text, So I text her back, Scooped up the Stuey Boy cuz he had them purple sacks Now we gone
all on my tip, But man I don't even trip Sent me a dirty text, So I text her back, Scooped up the Stuey Boy cause he had them purple sacks Now we gone
all on my tip, But man I dont even trip Sent me a dirty text, So I text her back, Scooped up the Stuey Boy cuz he had them purple sacks Now we gone
t about me Gone a couple weeks without a fulls night sleep Imagination, making, musical creation The journey that I'm facing Plus the paper that I'm chasing Got me crazy
ever wrong Will I live, with a nigga be bumping my song Will my soul live, forever or will it be gone Will I journey on, will I journey on My journey
can still feel the tears he cried on my shoulder The day that I told him good-bye I never should'a left him Never should'a gone Oh what a crazy fool
can still feel the tears he cried on my shoulder the day that I told him goodbye I never should have left him never should have gone oh what a crazy
by my good God Haaa, that's no question And I know my journey long Just a life learned lesson But the world just a mess right now, going crazy Thankful
of gold That lies in the deep distance, he cried And wept. And so we set out with the best and his horns And his crazy description of home. After many days journey
I'm servin it, now raise your flag, I'm burnin it On my journey when inside my journey was a sojourn It was either go left, go right, go crazy or go
were fools Who were making plans and thinking of the future With the energy of the innocent They were gathering the tools They would need to make their journey
