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You got room in your phone for one more distraction Wonderful times Time is moving too slow for me to distract you I need to get back to you All my friends, all my dawgs that I got back home We would look up at the sky, we was 10 years old I'm my brother's keeper, let these demons show Southern blood run deep so that genius grow From the trees I hang, so low way go Bands awake us from a slumber, yeah, dawg, I know These petty motherfuckers don't know 'bout Big Moe Rest In Peace my nigga Luke, this a test of shit for sure My brother Chris put me on and I will never take that from him No matter how many times he called me "faggot" in the mornin' Best thing 'bout bein' Mormon was seein' the white boy storm And it's not my fault I like y'all, I can't really explain it Became the hood's favorite, I'm not ever a main bitch My nigga, I'm just like SZA, they listen so I deliver They found out my name was Clifford, I hide it, sometimes I'm lyin' I'm tired of fuckin' cryin' and hidin' behind a dummy, can I? I feel like crumblin' And I feel like crumblin' And I feel like crumblin' outside of your window I feel better with you Tellin' you now, don't tell on the crew Bet your loot hot, they tell you to move Hollywood, I wish my brother would shoo Take me back to my other issue Was plastered with truth, feet on the roof Drug in my veins, they shot up the place My bro was an answer, then I was the glue I don't think that they will ever get through You see me standin' there, heavyweight shoe Me and my bro ain't never gon' choose We on the loose, hands out the roof Hand me my dro, I hand you your bag All of my siblings end up like they dad I remember what them charges was like I don't want to be their burden tonight The weight on my shoulders, I just can't get over He won't take me back and they don't know how hard They don't know how hard They don't know how hard They don't know how hard They don't know how hard it is I feel like crumblin' And I feel like crumblin' And I feel like crumblin' outside of your window I feel like crumblin' And I feel like crumblin' And I feel like crumblin' outside of your window
Writer(s): Jack Michael Antonoff, Ian Simpson, Ryan Beatty, Romil Hemnani, Dominic Fike, Russell Evan Boring Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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