Lonely City (dirty)
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[Verse 1 goldenboy]
Lonely city
This week only biddies I seen wasn't really
Stoked on what I'm spitting If she's pretty
Nifty lady I was greeting lately, label me
Greedy but I came to see If she was like
Available
And Make me sweet
Crushed by her one touch
Even like chuggin a slurpee headrush and such
I live a lifestyle half happy, Twice wild
And mad nights passed laughing In the lab
With myself
Ain't attractive
When you say you rap an don't have a gat
Or get played a lot
All that i offer's romancin
Enchantress
Stand listen, let me kiss your hand miss , a
Kid could only wish that you would dance with
Em
Excuse me
But I isn't usually used to seeing beauty, Seein tooth
And cuties who ain't sayin phooey
And he grew immune to it like he knew it's
Too good to be true and seek refuge in the
Musicbook
Pass another half n half throw it back bro
Love to the dope sack the result mo sad memories
Red Team: You had me, I lost you
Rough edges
Fuckin with a record full of stuff I said left me
With a wedge where my neck is
Chip up on my shoulder, colder than the
Winter when I try to open up my soul and
Frozen chickens over
Sippin on the potion, sitting on the dock with
The ocean and talk alone with some
Conversation revisions
I made some rotten decisions, yo, couldn't
Spot that you dig him, though it showed that
You were interested often
Caught me off-guard, cuz i forgot your soft
Heart, or I underestimated how you play it
Only if the game is drain the keg and then I'm
On point, Racin all day just to chase it with a
Tallboy
Scrawl my frustration to a ballpoint, girl you
Got the sweet sophistication of a almond-joy
And it's all destroyed, So walk away goin
Separate ways not to talk again from across
The void
(yo, i feel burnt out, let's roll up another)
Try and tell the future
Through alternate universes where i met you
Sooner or you melted down my bulletproof
Armor
Drama
Add another comma to the sentence that he's
Serve, and he deserve it like karma
My last duchess, that I, fucked with it Passed
Get to something better I was drunk, it doesn't
Matter
Madame See i am enamored, Not revealing his
Feelings You never knew he had 'em
Now I'm max like emperor, Trying my best,Then
Retreat into the silence again Screaming "I
Am them"
In my chest, got it locked, yes a lot of women
That I wanted them to only have the best
Now we got a lotta cess and no prospects
Get it lit so I can forget about the lost heaven
And Cinderella's slipper fallin off, Fuck it no
Regrets Just as long I let her know I loved her
All along
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