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moneyphone - athletes lyrics

lessons we learned in the back out backseats
ran outta gas and retired like athletes
f-cking for fun
it’s just us around
ran outta has and retired like athletes

what if i told you i’m different
does it really matter in-between when the meds h-t?
i know wild boys moving wights like death grips
i don’t make noise
i don’t make noise
i don’t
wasted all weekend in bed
i don’t spend time with my friends
she told me she loves me i’m gon’ be so sick when she says that we’re better as friends

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momma didn’t raise no athlete but she raises a soldier just a n-gg- with a-
always send me up up up all weekly
i been acting out
i been blacking out
i been
sleeping through sunday to f-ck up myself
counting my chances like i came from wealth
but there’s pride in my body
so f-ck it and help
if you see me around i’m a ghost in a sh-ll
so if we’re alone it’s better than being myself
spend time fleeting
day in just barely dreaming
dope thoughts just p-ss me by
closed eyes were barely speaking
dope dreams the black is sweetness
sometimes were barely dreaming
dope thoughts just p-ss me by

[outro]
i’m coming home
i’m coming home
i’m coming home
i’m coming home
a failing son the youngest child
i’m coming home
i’m coming home
i don’t call like i should
i don’t i don’t call like i should
in spite of the options your son’s so obnoxious
traced from a father who never could be there
so when i don’t pick up i get it
that you see the visions and hate it
i feel it in blood and i’m angry
momma, i’m sorry
momma, i’m sorry
a failing son
the youngest child
i’m coming home
i’m coming home

- moneyphone lyrics

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