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Oh

(앨범: Sober, The Mixtape - 2014)


Happiness, I found it, 'cause that's just as it sounds, man
Everyday's sunny, got the weather's man running and we're just getting started
My car enters fine too but not to playing
Why you hatin'? Not due raining, see, everything's free
I don't wanna free all my dreams just for a not to free payment nine to five, born and raise
Small town kid with enormous ways, hoping to be heard not overplayed
Really, I just have more to say
Stare at the sun 'cause my parents said sun is bad for your eyes, but I swear that it's fun, ha
Empowerment or not, I'm barely a blond
But I'd rather feel good when I carry the atmosphere with my absence fear, man, it's my vision
What's happened here? In the last year had to find different so
Keep doubting, [?]
I'll just keep shouting, I'm out man, just mind your business

The truth retailed
Never, but I'm a piece of shit so please pick me up to make me feel better
I'm hating on more 'bout me, myself and I
But right now I wanna sore with my hands up in the sky
Yeah, they know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'ma carry with a tree, never catch me sleeping
I'm running 'round on [?]
Everyday's the weekend

Sad folks getting mad at me 'cause I'm happily, just living here
Always strepping fear on the soul
If you will listen, here's how it goes
I used to have hate for the kids who hate waitlist
And since then I'd write me just too hypocrite sweet
I'm a freaking fake, lately I've quit that act, no more
I'm not no roll model on tour
Bought the song, my music bounce and they like to nerve on me, hide the hurt for me, get the words, relay and replay despite the persistence, ah
Never got drunk as fuck, but I'm fucking drunk on this lifestyle
No wife now, no white now, 'cause when that comes I'll put the mic down
So for right now, it's mister is, [?]
Drive down main to forget the past, every window passed is a big decision
So for my final call, I write this song for joy and love
I've avoided judge, but my eyes are clouds and I'm hiding in this song for the voice of fun

The truth retailed
Never, but I'm a piece of shit so please pick me up to make me feel better
I'm hating on more 'bout me, myself and I
But right now I wanna sore with my hands up in the sky
Yeah, they know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'ma carry with a tree, never catch me sleeping
I'm running 'round on [?]
Everyday's the weekend

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