Like a boomerang, like a boomerang 'round You can always bring me down but I come around Like a boomerang like a boomerang 'round It's like you cannot see it's just what I wanted Why can't you leave me 'cause I am saying that I had it all I cannot take

There's nothing to lose There's nothing to gain When no one knows your name But the days don't seem to change My notebook will explain And I can't fight the pain Need more friends with wings All the angels I know Put concrete in my veins

Trust you to dig my grave And I trust you There ain't no worries You can't drink away I trust you You can lie awake at night Pretend not to see But you can't put that apple back up on its tree Woke up this morning

I know that we the new slaves I see the blood on the leaves You see there's leaders and there's followers But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye My momma was raised in the era when Clean water was only served to the

It's "Wifey" part three My Gucci says, "Blind for love," I can't see, yeah My girl, you can't be But I wanna see you up and out of them jeans, yeah If you're blowin' up my phone, I'll leave you on "Read," yeah I'm done with them fiends (Uh) I'm a

It's like I'm not me It's like I can't breathe It's like I can't see anything Nothing but you I'm addicted to you It's like I can't think Without you interrupting me In my thoughts In my dreams

I'm comin' home to you Oh girl, it seems the whole wide world seems to say Hotels that all look the same Just seem to drive me insane But I can't get away Until I receive a call that tells me that will be all And then I hop a plane It's true, I'm not

Don't be mad, it's just the brand new kind of me It's been a while, I'm not who I was before You look surprised, your words don't burn me anymore Been meaning to tell you, but I guess it's clear to see Can't be bad, I found a brand new kind of free

I don't even smoke no more but somehow I stay high Don't you ever let 'em see you down Quit my job, mum bugged out, made my choice, this is my life And I swear down I can't do this alone, may the dear lord be my guide Heart's too big and it beats too

I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that