Everyday we party hard like there ain't no tomorrow
Now the father of these feelings is one we all know,
I hold.them.all.in concealing in me these feelings in me.
To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Still feelings are burried deep, but again that is just me
So here i am at the store for some chips
Out of this coviction of feelings
Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party
I hate these feelings that have grown a part of me
■i know that you know me/
I swear they think i'm crazy
Can't understand these fucking feelings in me, reeling in me,
Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money
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