Текстове на песни: E-Town Concrete. I Got This.
The future was bright, begin a new life
No more waking up at night from the fights
At the bar across the street, finally I can fuck in peace
Without my little brother sneaking peeks, it's deep
I'll miss punching holes in the walls when I'm upset
I'll miss arguing saying things that I regret
And yo, even though it was planned and we was set
I knew inside, it wasn't over yet
As his body deadens, her eyes redden
Become puffed out
And let one tear out
To celebrate two years out
It's two years less, I guess, moving back
Losing everything got you stressed
It's kinda' sad though
We was on the map and now we're going back
No fear, I got your back, always forever, always
I got your back, I got this
Don't you worry, if things don't work out
(Which they will)
I'ma blow up still and pay off your bills
For real, I'll take these presidents
Hit you off with something elegant
A house that's lovely, have you living plushy
Sleeping comfortably
Living way, too dope to be having worries
I got this, the start of another ending
If you feel hate throw your hands up
If you ever felt pain throw your hands up
You gotta maintain, step up and never fall back
Keep it true through and through, and you can do that
Realize, open your eyes
Your best friends are your worst enemies sometimes
No more waking up at night from the fights
At the bar across the street, finally I can fuck in peace
Without my little brother sneaking peeks, it's deep
I'll miss punching holes in the walls when I'm upset
I'll miss arguing saying things that I regret
And yo, even though it was planned and we was set
I knew inside, it wasn't over yet
As his body deadens, her eyes redden
Become puffed out
And let one tear out
To celebrate two years out
It's two years less, I guess, moving back
Losing everything got you stressed
It's kinda' sad though
We was on the map and now we're going back
No fear, I got your back, always forever, always
I got your back, I got this
Don't you worry, if things don't work out
(Which they will)
I'ma blow up still and pay off your bills
For real, I'll take these presidents
Hit you off with something elegant
A house that's lovely, have you living plushy
Sleeping comfortably
Living way, too dope to be having worries
I got this, the start of another ending
If you feel hate throw your hands up
If you ever felt pain throw your hands up
You gotta maintain, step up and never fall back
Keep it true through and through, and you can do that
Realize, open your eyes
Your best friends are your worst enemies sometimes
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