silly love songs

Already Broken

Fake Smiles 3

Enjoy It (feat. Einer Bankz)

A very special song wrote about a very special girl on a very special night 🖤

Back To Life

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Lyrics:

[VERSE 1: DINO]

Uh,
Raised in a generation of clones,
Who rockin the same clothes,
They bought from the same stores,
Coppin the same flows,
Got bop from the same hoes,
That stopped by they lame shows,
Then flopped cuz that waves old,
I’ll stick out like a fat ass in a sundress,
She undressed then confessed she seen me on my conquest,
Goin hard she noticed,
But I ain’t who I used to be nah baby girl I’m focused,
Tryna get my money stretched from Dallas to Nacogdoches,
Pack of potions like I’m Professor Snape,
Mass hypnosis across the globe but when they slept I awake,
Or awoke,
N I pray,
For my growth,
Cuz I ain’t had the time to play since like the 4th grade,
I’m laid up in the ‘yo,
Uh,
Real shit for my real fans,
All the day ones,
Backwood to the brain,
It’s a high life like K. Vation,
Still makin plays gettin blazed while on PlayStation,
Used to have to vacate,
Now I’m livin life like vacation,

[HOOK: DINO & CALEN]

I ain’t who I was then,
So you don’t know shit bout me,
You ain’t my cousin, 
Damn sure ain’t no friend of me,
They’ll see us start buzzin,
& act like they wit the team,
Bitch you ain’t shit to me,
Now you just history,
X2

[VERSE 2: CALEN]

I used to want to whip a phantom to the opera,
A handshake with Obama,
A mansion for my momma, 
In love wit a prima donna,
Everything I used to rock was expensive and straight designer,
Now I’ll show up in this bitch in my pajamas, 
(Like What??!)
I got the coldest verses,
A young n that knows his purpose,
Below the surface,
I’m underground but I’m over workin,
Pops was always wise,
& he told me you never know a person,
Look me in my eyes for a moment and you would know I’m hurtin,
Teardrops on my notepad,
& I don’t wanna go back,
Waitin on my moment,
& I’m black it like I’m Kodak,
I been the boy you know that,
In a Michael Finley throwback,
My city is what raised me,
So it’s gone be where I blow at,
But I’m faded,
Respected before I’m hated,
Takin this shit from city to city like I was traded,
Remember when they played it, 
& they said I wouldn’t make it,
Now yo bitch want that autograph from Calen,
Yo it’s crazy ain’t it,

[HOOK: DINO & CALEN]

THINK ABOUT ME

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