Lyrics

A boulevard with no lights again See dark skin thugger gangs Hide my phone without a view I'll cross the street and call a friend Then run down the river bend Thank god I made this time through Make my way downtown again Cold fingers, stuttering I see the sun shining through My mood so high you can swing again Melt down but recovering The spring in my walk counts for two Ow Ow Watch my step as I walk through the forbidden Damn Thought we'd take his shit But we didn't Oh I think they've got something they've hidden Oh The boy with freedom failed his mission
Writer(s): Laura Izibor, Rachel Chinouriri, Edan Feldman-vazan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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