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Ben Watt's SpinCycle - Part 1

Bobby Patterson - I'm In The Wrong - YouTube

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Thank y’all 4 everything

Romantic (unmixed)[teenslug]

LVL5 P1

DO IT AGAIN

Yo shorty, ya miles away but ya close in my mind
From Kwinny streets to Istanbul nights, one of a kind
Thinkin’ ’bout your smile, got me driftin’ deep
Your love like sun when Melbourne breeze creeps
Far but my heart still holdin’ you tight
Burner in my jeans, but it’s your name I recite
No matter the distance, you run through my veins
City lights, lonely nights, love breakin’ chains

(Chorus)
Girl, you the one I ache for at night
Feelin’ your skin every time I close my eyes
From Kwinny to Galata, deep in my zone
Even when you gone, girl, you still feel like home
I hear your breath through the static, real slow
Your name in my chest when I’m ridin’ solo
You the calm in my chaos, the heat in my madness
Got this thug fallin’ deep, no shame in the passion

(Verse 2)
Thinkin’ ’bout that sundress, hips in the breeze
How your voice goes low when you talk to me
I ain’t the type to open up, but you cracked me clean
Now I’m textin’ “miss you,” no care for what it mean
You in Turkey postin’ sunsets, I scroll slow
Picture us there, bodies close, movin’ low
It ain’t just flesh, girl you got my mind
Every word you speak realigns my grind
You the calm I wasn’t lookin’ to find
Out in them streets, you still hold my spine
Could’ve chose soft you chose this grit
Now I’m writin’ bars like church, you the pulpit

(Chorus)
Girl, you the one I ache for at night
Feelin’ your skin every time I close my eyes
From Kwinny to Galata, deep in my zone
Even when you gone, girl, you still feel like home
I hear your breath through the static, real slow
Your name in my chest when I’m ridin’ solo
You the calm in my chaos, the heat in my madness
Got this thug fallin’ deep, no shame in the passion

(Verse 3)
I don’t chase nothin’ that don’t hold weight
You real in my corner, no second-guess fate
They say love softens nah, you made me wise
Now I move like a king, fire in my eyes
No masks, no fronts, just truth with you
Built from pain, but beside you, I grew
Could lose it all and still keep pride
If you ridin’ with me through the flips and tides

(Chorus)
Girl, you the one I ache for at night
Feelin’ your skin every time I close my eyes
From Kwinny to Galata, deep in my zone
Even when you gone, girl, you still feel like home
I hear your breath through the static, real slow
Your name in my chest when I’m ridin’ solo
You the calm in my chaos, the heat in my madness
Got this thug fallin’ deep, no shame in the passion

(Outro)
Shorty…
You the wind when nights get cold,
Warmth in my silence when the world too bold.
A flower in pain, growin’ where storms lay,
Calm in my chaos, light in my grey.
Never knew soft till I spoke your name,
Never knew peace till you eased my flame.
Miles away, but still in reach,
Your voice got roots through Kwinny’s streets.
You ain’t just a girl I miss
You the dream I never thought I’d get,
Curve in my world, verse in my script,
Turnin’ pain into love I’ll never regret.
Loving you girl,
That’s where, my heart resides.

Trouble in Galata Demo 2

The Further You Look / Dusty Roads

After All

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UqrW0-OUExc
Prod. Mars Beats
yes, its a love song.

Lyrics:
[hook]
And I know these niggas mad as fuck
Bitch i’m in the trap, with tm we throw it up
Pour a 4, while my nigga throw it up
And bitch i’m off the good 10's, I might just throw it up
Bitch i’m off that dope for real
These niggas ain’t got no swag for real
And I ain’t no lil baby but bitch i’m in my bag for real
High as fuck, got jetlag for real
This mac 11 come with a 32 mag for real

[verse]
And me and that nigga geeked we be tweakin’ together
And I sholl’ is rocking hoodies in this damn hot ass weather
That nigga just like me, I ain’t know I had a tether
Ain’t no nigga totin’ like me, yo shit light as a feather
I don’t wanna work with you, don’t care, thats cool
Singing my heart out in this mic right on this fucking stool
No internet lil bitch, beef with this fucking tool
And I don’t gotta show my ass lil hoe to flex on you
Santana, ima flex on you
And I ain't gotta shake my ass lil hoe to flex on you
Kaine with the glizzy, ima handle you
Bitch these vvs on my neck wet like a fucking pool

[hook]
And I know these niggas mad as fuck
Bitch i’m in the trap, with tm we throw it up
Pour a 4, while my nigga throw it up
And bitch i’m off the good 10's, I might just throw it up
Bitch i’m off that dope for real
These niggas ain't got no swag for real
And I ain't no lil baby but bitch i’m in my bag for real
High as fuck, got jetlag for real
This mac 11 come with a 32 mag for real

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