@_kevinpowers - Strings

Produced by: Dr. Blum + J. Glaze

Lyrics:
Please pray for me
Pray I keep my head above the water
Don’t play with me
I don’t think my circle could get smaller
If it does I’ll be SOLO for real, yeah
If it does I’ll be SOLO for real, yeah

I remember it was only theoretical
Now I see the money through the reticle yeah
I swerve I swerve
Flip my old shit on Hollywood I’m sure my,
Suicide doors got my therapist worried
Marble on my floors we was sitting on the curb
Okay my dawg sip on sumn with a Kirby hue
Okay, hula hoop size of the circle I’m used to

Please pray for me
Pray I keep my head above the water
Don’t play with me
I don’t think my circle could get smaller
If it does I’ll be SOLO for real, yeah
If it does I’ll be SOLO for real, yeah

If it does I’ll be SOLO for real, DOLO for real
I go, so overkill for all my familia
Don’t got no chill don’t know what that is
I come from a place you can’t have no feelings
Mr. Mrs. Smith how my bitch might switch I,
Fuck her like a mistress so she don’t try I,
Know my circle downsized, 
Am I surpised? 

Please pray for me
Pray I keep my head above the water
Don’t play with me
I don’t think my circle could get smaller
If it does I’ll be SOLO for real, yeah
If it does I’ll be SOLO for real, yeah

PRAY4ME

Produced by: 5heriff, Dr. Blum + J. Glaze

Lyrics:
Yeah

Last night I had a dream
I just did a sold out show, it was a movie
They all knew the words so I ain’t even have to sing
Bluetooth mic in my right hand I didn’t use it, yeah yeah
I woke up with my bitch wearing my shirt
The fact the I don’t have no furnitures the least of my concerns
I remember when we came up from the dirt
Every time I’m at a party I’m a little insecure
Cause it look like they all got it figured out
Everybody looks like they got somewhere else to be
I don’t know if I fit into this crowd
Yeah but regardless, yeah regardless

I’ma paint the town red
I’ma stack up all the green
If I’m feelin’ blue 
Turn it into blue cheese
It always be someone tryna keep you from your dreams
You just have to choose who you really wanna be, yeah

I can’t wait for Superman, no more
I turn into Superman when I’m on tour
If I’m feeling super low then I get annoyed
And I get super high and they exotic plant store
I can’t wait for Superman, no more
I turn into Superman when I’m on tour
I’m super in her guts I leave the bitch on all fours
I’ma get mine I super hope you get yours, yeah yeah

They try talk my ear lobe, I said hell no, yeah
They gon’ try catch Z’s on me like chewing melatonin
I can’t wait for nobody to turn me up fuck what you say
I been up and away so much yeah I don’t even need no cape
SOLO, MOLO by my DOLO
Used to have the silver Motorola and the Volvo
White cocaines if you know they you know though,
Know it’s all on me, ain’t nobody on they way

I’ma paint the town red
I’ma stack up all the green
If I’m feeling’ blue 
Turn it into blue cheese
It always be someone tryna keep you from your dreams
You just have to choose who you really wanna be, yeah

I can’t wait for Superman, no more
I turn into Superman when I’m on tour
If I’m feeling super low then I get annoyed
And I get super high and they exotic plant store
I can’t wait for Superman, no more
I turn into Superman when I’m on tour
I’m super in her guts I leave the bitch on all fours
I’ma get mine I super hope you get yours, yeah yeah

It’s a bird it’s a plane
It’s a bird it’s a plane
It’s a bird it’s a plane
Yeah 

It’s a bird it’s a plane
It’s a bird it’s a plane
It’s me
It’s me

SUPERMAN

BARBARIAN

Produced By: CD.mp3, Dr. Blum + J. Glaze

Lyrics:
Yeah
Fuck it, yeah

I just want a mansion 
Then maybe I can come back to Chicago
And tell people the story how it happened
And maybe they can use me as a model
Let me be your idol
Let me be your idol

I been through a lot but you can’t tell
This new watch-a-ton like Denzel
I surround myself with things that distract me
Cause if I pay no mind then, maybe that’ll pay me
I feel, like the one that’s gonna catch it
I’m still the only one that got passion
I’m still, cutting up
Racks still, piling up
Tell em’ all good luck
Kick rocks, pack it up

I just want a mansion 
Then maybe I can come back to Chicago
And tell people the story how it happened
And maybe they can use me as a model
Let me be your idol
Let me be your idol

I do the best I can, the best I can
Always
What I get is what I put in
Always
Look ma, I just did a show on TV
Look paps, I just did a show in Los Angeles
California living, it ain’t shit that I expected
I do way more second guessing 
Than I did when we was children
Yeah my homie had a kid
My other homie hit his bitch
Cause she done took him to the limit now
We can’t even kick it now
I hate checkin’ in, everybody crashin’ out
Oh please don’t turn up on my account
Yeah I recognize that I get everything that I allow
But tell me how, tell me how

God put me in a mansion 
Then maybe I can come back to Chicago
And tell people the story how it happened
And maybe they can use me as a model
Let me be your idol
Let me be your idol

Let me be your idol
Let me be your idol

IDOL

Chainsmoke

Produced By: CD.mp3, Dr. Blum + J. Glaze

Lyrics:
I wonder what's gon' be on top my tombstone
I wonder what they gon' say when I'm gone
Yeah I could feel it yeah I'm so so close
But I'll be damned if I made it almost
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah I'll be damned if I made it almost

Yeah I'll be damned
Yeah I'll be fucked
Yeah I'll be pissed
Rollin' in my grave
Trippin' like a bitch
Cause I ain't make it to none of the shit I'm posed' to get
I never right my wrongs, I just write these songs yeah
Smokin' on Cheech and Chong fuck it, it change my tone yeah
Aye same fuckin' phone number I don't pick up just because
I need blue stripe one hundreds just feel like I'm enough aye

I wonder what's gon' be on top my tombstone
I wonder what they gon' say when I'm gone
Yeah I could feel it yeah I'm so so close
But I'll be damned if I made it almost
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah I'll be damned if I made it almost
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah I'll be damned if I made it almost

Yeah I got home at 3AM
Right after a session
My bitch was kinda pissed cause she was waiting up for me
You already you baby
I'm trynna be me
Don't gotta be rude baby
I'm trynna get T'd
T'd like Jesus, my circle decreases
I seen real ones turn to enemies cause
Jealousy catch like fever
And it makes me go ape shit like Caesar

I wonder what's gon' be on top my tombstone
I wonder what they gon' say when I'm gone
Yeah I could feel it yeah I'm so so close
But I'll be damned if I made it almost
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah I'll be damned if I made it almost
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah I'll be damned if I made it almost

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Sleepy Days

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