1. |
See About Me
03:26
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Can't keep my hands clean cuz I was raised on the block
Pump blast for the cash, then I mash with the gas, gotta dash away from the cops
We need the paper you got
For this behavior to stop (ay)
See, who done slept on just ain't us
We the type to let things bust
You the type to tuck chains up
And then change up cuz we came up
Niggas been on that gang stuff
To get paid, I had to switch lanes
But, got a grip in the sack
And I'm flipping it, bringing it back
And it ain't no thing (ay)
Niggas try to copy
But that little shit that they serving just ain't the same (yeah)
I remember riding civic
East side, to be specific
Parking lot, windows tinted
Same spot, left the city
Came back, everybody missing
Cocaine rocks, niggas say I changed
But everybody different
Name a nigga I ain't influence
Roll a paper up
And free the guys
And realize what we go through (ay)
Pain is love
Don't wanna make you cry
But I feel like I'm supposed to (ay)
It ain't too much
Don't wanna be surprised
When I surmise whatchu gon' do (yeah)
You never call to see about me
But That's OK
Cuz you watch my stories every day
Influenced by influenza, cuz I'm sick with it (sick)
A hundred thousand on me, liquid
I be dripping when I kick shit (money)
Ain't no simping why you tricking like a kickflip
A quick tip: quit all that flexing in your bitch whip (flex)
Peachcurls been getting it because my ideas rich
See, I'm the best, mayne, I did it (flex, money)
Had a little *bleep*, I ain't gon' lie, it was lit
And *bleep* know some niggas that'll die for The Kid (die)
It's Lil Mac, they got me milli packing. I'm really active
Money flipping, acrobatics, ghetto mathematics (yeah, one time)
Daddy told me it'll be times like this
Lemme call this bitch so I can get inside her mind right quick (yeah, two times)
You never call to see about me
But That's OK
Cuz you watch my stories every day
You never call to see about me
But That's OK
Cuz you watch my stories every day
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2. |
Born Without You
03:32
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I know you taste like water
You are my moon and sun
Hide all your sons and daughters
There's a mad man on the run
Put them to sleep
Don't eat after 8 o'clock
Because I told you so
Just you and me
So free, somebody, make it stop
Look at the time, you gotta go
(Yeah)
Wake up, wake up (one time)
Break up, break up (I know you mad)
Make-up, make-up (two times)
Make love, make love (I know you)
Wake up, wake up (one time)
Break up, break up (I know you mad)
Make-up, make-up (two times)
Make love, make love (I know)
You say I need to grow up
I don't know
I feel like I'm about to throw up
Don't know if I wanna stay, but where would I go?
It's been so long since we had time to be alone
I can't remember who I used to be
Just to remember the way you smell, I stole your clothes
Was that you, or was that me (me, me, me, me)?
(Yeah)
Wake up, wake up (one time)
Break up, break up (I know you mad)
Make-up, make-up (two times)
Make love, make love (I know you mad)
Wake up, wake up (one time)
Break up, break up (I know you mad)
Make-up, make-up (two times)
Make love, make love (Yeah)
Wake up, wake up (one time)
Break up, break up (I know you mad)
Make-up, make-up (two times)
Make love, make love (I know you mad)
Wake up, wake up (one time)
Break up, break up (I know you mad)
Make-up, make-up (two times)
Make love, make love (I know)
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3. |
Organ Failure
03:08
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I know
I know
I know (ay)
I know you ain't gon' be here to stay
I'll see you some other time
And I know I don't listen to a word you say
Why must all this pain be so sublime
(I know) Say you down, we gon' see
If it's left up to me
You won't pick up the phone (I know)
But I'm gon' need my belongings
Say you down, we gon' see (I know)
If it's left up to me
You won't pick up the phone
But I'm gon need my belongings (I know)
Say you down, we gon' see
If it's left up to (hey)
I see you sweating through your durag
It's too crowded, nigga. Move back
Don't want me reaching where my tool at (You sweating through now)
I ain't that grown
The day been long
You already ate at home
So take this bone
Suck in, tummy gone
What we on strong
That homegrown had us both blown
4-5 to a nigga dome
Kicked out your space
I gotta phone home
My shit ain't on
Ain't got no home phone
(Like, is the beat gon' switch up or naw, cuz)
It's finna catch up to my karma late night
I fuck with you extra slight
You looking extra right
You gon' succumb to vice
You got a appetite
You going out tonight
Gotta get active like whoa
Shake that ass to the beat
This might last us a week
Would move faster, but we
Both ain't had enough sleep
Fuck it, pass me the weed you
(I know) Say you down, we gon' see
If it's left up to me
You won't pick up the phone (I know)
But I'm gon' need my belongings
Say you down, we gon' see (I know)
If it's left up to me
You won't pick up the phone
But I'm gon need my belongings (I know)
Say you down, we gon' see
If it's left up to (hey)
I see you sweating through your durag
It's too crowded, nigga. Move back
Don't want me reaching where my tool at
(You sweating through now)
I see you sweating through your durag
It's too crowded, nigga. Move back
Don't want me reaching where my tool at (You sweating through now)
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4. |
New Clothes
02:42
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Win the bread, keep the blood
The kids are waiting up for me
In my bed, heating up
I won't move until half-past 3
Put the honey on my tongue
I wanna taste what I'm missing
Close the window, I'm afraid
Afraid I forgot how to breathe
(You're just like)
New clothes
(You're just like)
New clothes
(You're just like)
New clothes
(You're just like)
New clothes (you're just like)
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5. |
Go Home
03:58
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(Yeah, Yeah, I can do it again)
You was hoping I would call you
I was hoping you’d forget
Hideaway because I always
Do something I regret
I found myself in your living room
I used your help and we got consumed
New, new life on the other side
You told me you were down to ride
I don’t wanna go home
You've got everything for me, all I could ever need
(Go Home, Go Home, Go)
I don’t wanna go home
There’s nobody at all to catch me when I fall, to catch me when I fall
(Go Home, Go Home, Go Home)
I never forget a face
Don’t write down things you mean to say all alone
New, new life on the other side
You told me you was down to ride
I don’t wanna go home
You've got everything for me, all I could ever need
(Go Home, Go Home, Go)
I don’t wanna go home
There’s nobody at all to catch me when I fall, to catch me when I fall
(Go Home, Go Home, Go)
(No, I don't wanna go home)
(No, No)
Go home, wanna go home
(Go Home)
Go home, wanna go home
(Go Home)
Go home, wanna go home
Go home, wanna go home
Go home, wanna go home
Go home, wanna go home
Go home, wanna go home
Go home
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6. |
Head Down
02:01
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Walk around with my head held down
Cuz I don't wanna see what's in front of me
Walk around with my head held down
Cuz I don't wanna see what's in front of me
Cuz I don't walk around
I keep it 100. Bitch, I'm see-through
Take these boys to church, here go the steeple
I do this for myself and for my people
You do this for the wealth. We are not equal
Ay, and your bitch smell like seafood (yeah)
I'm a master, call me Shifu
Me and all my dogs, we relaxing
Don't get it twisted. Bitch, we still about that action (ay)
To make it clank I brought the ratchet (ay)
So niggas better stick to rapping
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7. |
Cuban Link
03:42
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Sleep through the purple and blue (The sunrise)
My heels dug down deep in the dirt (I ain't going nowhere, nigga)
Honey as sweet as the moon (Brr, brr, gas)
Eyes brown as the blood on my shirt (Suwoop)
Buckle up, It's gonna get shaky
All of this is here for the taking
My heart is in California
A Cuban link on the west side
No diamonds, just water & gold
We might get wet cuz the wind's high
Hollywood & Vine
You'd rather die than surrender your heart to mine
You can live a lie
I'd rather die than let you back in my life
My heart is in California
A Cuban link on the west side
No diamonds, just water & gold
We might get wet cuz the wind's high
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Whatchu gonna do
Whatchu gonna do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Whatchu gonna do
Whatchu gonna do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Whatchu gonna do
Whatchu gonna do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Whatchu gonna do
Whatchu gonna
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8. |
Uneven
03:35
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Guess I'm never satisfied
That's why I moved away
No freedom, I am trapped inside
Because I need the pay
I don't look in the mirror
Cuz I don't like what I see
Thought I was scared of the unknown
But I'm afraid of me
But I get that, I get that, I get that (money)
So fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up (cash)
Make it back, make it back, make it back (money)
Pour some of that other stuff in your cup (drank)
My mama don't know what to say
I know that I'm stuck in a dangerous place
Sometimes I hurt myself to see if I can feel anything
Sometimes I get so high I don't think I can feel anything
Maybe I should call off work today
I hate this fucking job anyway
Sometimes I hurt myself
Sometimes I get so high
Sometimes I hate myself
Sometimes I think that I can fly
I broke a vow today
And I wanna make it right
I'd lock my mouth away
So I can't tell no lies
I believe we can grow
That's the notion I live by to purify my soul
I hope I make it back to find a place that we can go
I'll be right here if you ever need somebody to control
Sometimes I hurt myself to see if I can feel anything
Sometimes I get so high I don't think I can feel anything
Maybe I should call off work today
I hate this fucking job anyway
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9. |
Meadow
03:25
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Another lesson learned, a bridge burned
Now the waves are rolling in
I wanted you, needed you to understand
My life's in the palm of your hands
You loved me with your hand held out
Borrowed every part of me
You don't think I remember the way we came to meet
Somehow you still occupy my dreams
Won't you take a ride with me to my meadow
Won't you come and fly with me to higher ground
Won't you take a ride with me to my meadow
Won't you come and fly with me to higher ground
Won't you take a ride with me to my meadow
Won't you come and fly with me to higher ground
Won't you take a ride with me to my meadow
Won't you come and fly with me to higher ground
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Peachcurls Cleveland, Ohio
I can't write about myself in third-person and feel genuine. This is the internet, and ain't no rules so it's first-person.
I'm Peachcurls from Cleveland, OH. EASTSIDE! I make music off the MacBook Pro.
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