When you see me look, don't touch Keep your circle small, be careful who you trust They gon' love you when you down, not when you up Remember feeling broke as fuck But now I'm pulling up in Rover trucks (I'm pulling up in Rover Trucks now) Now she give

I'm fallin' Now I'm in over my head with something I said Completely misread I'm better off dead And now I can see How fake you can be This hypocrisy is beginning to get to me Over my head

When this war is over It will be a better day But it won't bring back Those poor boys in their graves Ain't no sense in no action Killin' people all the time When it happens on the street We call that a crime Man, he can get along

We said this was “the last time”, over and over again (Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel (Hands tied) And I’m losing my grip on remembering what’s real 'Cause our synthetic love is all that we know My head is a mess, And it’s going to

I'm comin' over See me down at the station By the lane With my hands in my pocket Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drowning all the cares in the world When I get older Climbin' up on the back porch fence

I can't let her go She's still here fighting Better know there's life in her yet Time will take us all, and turn us into stones Hung over fragile bones Let her go, let her go, let her go She still remembers the time that was uncomplicated But sure as the

My my baby blue Yeah you're so jaded Hey j-j-jaded Hey j-j-jaded, you got your mama's style But you're yesterday's child to me You think that's where it's at But is that where it's supposed to be You're gettin' it all over me, ex-rated

Sweet Indian maiden, since first I met you, I can't forget you, Cherokee sweetheart. Child of the prairie, your love keeps calling, My heart enthralling, Cherokee. Dreams of summertime, of lover time gone by, Throng my memory so tenderly, and sigh. My

I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start Whippin' work, hallelujah One nation, under God Gettin' work, hallelujah One nation under God We blowin' money fast on this side, nigga Catch you up, nigga

Keep soaring Keep song-writing My recovery In my recovery I’m a soldier at war I have broken down walls In the sound of the sea