spent with friends. it's not enough. i'm drinking by myself tonight, and that's alright. because i know that. friends like these, we don't need a reason
time spent with friends. it's not enough. i'm drinking by myself tonight, and that's alright. because i know that. friends like these, we don't need a
to let them heal She fell out; her broken legs won't let her walk away From this town that couldn't give a single shit either way And her fears, they
she feel fine (GUDDA GUDDA) i loke the way you walking if you walking my way im that red bull now lets fly away lets find a place wit all kinds
forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home, I'm coming home Tell the world that I'm coming "A house Is Not A Home", I hate this song Is a house really a home
Yo, I could've been had fame Jump shot with a stupid ass aim 'Cause you couldn't get around the last name So my crossover wins the last game And it's
cats They're sittin' down by a river in the swamps They're sittin' down on the logs One of them is kind of a big fellow And the other one is a little
't care if there's a time or a place, I'll be right there Didn't anyone tell you? I don't care if there's a will there's a way for me Dear blank, I'm
her go but I love to watch her leave But I keep her running back and forth like a soccer team Cold as a winter day, hot as a summer's eve Young Money
the street She say, "Yeah, they from over on Mayfair" Bullets from out of nowhere, told her to stay there and duck down I hit the ground but managed to pull a
alley saw a man in a Land Cruiser In his hand was a Ruger, dipped in a Lex like Luger Heard shots from a steel bruiser Teflon in the seat took a pale
away a long time but now I'm re-energized The life and times of a mastermind Dedicate every breath to claim my designs, mine And the day I die, let a
away like it was yesterday And we could run away If we could run away, run away from here I got a bulletproof heart You got a hollow point smile We had our run away
eyes So I might die a happy man today Just empty out your barrel Girl, it's alright Click clack away Click clack away Click clack away Click clack away
You're free but in your mind, your freedom's in a bind Oh make it rain, ain't a thang and the sky to fall (The silver bullet's in your hand and the
no good Out to make a retribution call Sweet innocence caught in crossfire's fate Too late to draw the line Bullets can blow your dreams away Faster
