If you don't then let me go [Tyga - verse 1] The memories soon fade, why couldn't they be erased You hoping it's just a phase, your heart'll heal within days
way I'm feelin' Ain't nobody lovin' me like you do, baby No one for me like you, baby Now, I can smile again 'Cause lonely days are gone since you are here Erase
that I will be there for you always When the lights go out And the world breaks And your heart aches I will be there for you always... all of the days
just assumed love was something I knew Said the words and believed they'd come true Afraid to let go of my pride To admit I was empty inside There were days
raise a laugh At the funny face you pulled on a faded photograph New days replace yesterdays in time, it's well to bear in mind That new ways erase,
dragged all over the place I've taken hits time just don't erase And baby I can see you've been fucked with too But that don't mean your lovin' days
Our bright days make Sundays And tea time is always In short time with sunlight We?re gonna wait To drink a cup of lots of love Would hopefully erase
in the snap As I sat up in the cut just for waiting my chance To solicit Sauncerea for a private dance Yo, I could still remember seeing days in the
gon' sleep in for years, all covered wit rocks 'Cause I think not, I pop shots, I double what y'all got Ya hotshots, ain't got blocks, ya punta muchacha From the days
erase me Well, I'm tuning in, to hear what he told her And I'm one day off, from over exposure How can I just sit back When I'm two days closer to being
Do you go to the dungeon To find out how to make peace With your days in the dungeon? Writing a letter to you didn't make me any more peaceful Than how
ever And I know that it?s all my fault And it would b a lie if I said u didn?t cross my mind at all How do I erase from my days that?s shaded and blue
is my computer Then I have no choice A pill for the pleasure Of an endless life The monkey house is waitin' For a christian birth It took seven days
and rang and still I kept on. 'til I felt my glove leather slip 'tween his skin and bone. And the women and the money came fast and the days I lost
blanket son Girls fast how Jamaican run Puffin on the city where the Lakers from, L-A, L-A, la la So high everything is a ha ha from me Dreamin of the days
bread and the butter Because after that, all the god damn bud gone I'm a mo'fucking struggler, I wish I was a bubbler Mama said that, it would it be days
Cut Father Didnt manage to erase me out the game. SouthEast 6 1 9 battle veteran In a competition I victimize. Word spray, ghetto word play, Take shit back to the days