I work a puzzle (Both) and we just sit around (D) We planned a lovely day tomorrow (H) We thought of everything (H) We found a canary that we can borrow
kids Let me hollar at y'all that wanna borrow the raw shit Knahmean? I'm just robbin' to eat And there's at least a thousand of us like me mobbin' the street
t know how much you can tell Everything is going to hell Don't think I hide it that well I got this feeling Street walkers sleep well Everything is
town 'cause your cash has run short You borrowed from loan sharks and didn't report Your name's on a hit list all over town The word on the streets is
If to borrow is to take and not return I have borrowed all my lonesome life And I can't, no, I can't get through The borrower's debt is the only regret
ballroom everything we want is here and face to face we will embrace the perfect year. We don't need a crowded ballroom everything we want is here
can all get down, go grip for grip You're better off drivin' drunk, flip yo wip He ain't shit, ain't nobody gonna miss the prick Man everything gonna
a borrowed guitar His voice cut through like a speeding car Tearing through the deals of the brokers at the bar Then he sold everything for a Wall Street
blast Shaking my ass not forgetting my past My desert caddie cruising streets I don't pimp hoes I pimp sheep Pass that waterpipe I want my high tonight Life is
a hotel someplace And a wound that would never heal No, Prima Donnas, the perfume is on An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey And it's goodnight to the street
through the street lights and forfeited lanes with a trunk full of everything that we could get there is a place that? safe for those who know no better
Audi coupe looking good so I went and copped it got that TT poppin' like a trending topic my ride is matt black my pride is that jack it might get ya
to a hotel someplace, And a wound that will never heal No prima donna, the perfume is on an Old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey And goodnight to the street
you kno you ya baby mama loose but ha what can you do and I got 4 myself yep it's been a few now everything I do is for King, messiah, dazasha, demonte
hotel someplace, And a wound that will never heal No prima donnas, the perfume is on It's an old shirt that's stained with blood and whiskey And goodnight to the street
of life Everything I say Is for the make I don't need no work Cause I'm stealin' everything I hustle for my keep I steal for my pay Everything I do Is