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patrick frances - jansport lyrics

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don’t know what you want me to say
everything good til it ain’t, yeah
i’m getting carried away
breathing so heavy i’m blue in the face
i’m in the back of the plane
waving goodbye to a city i love and i hate
swimming around in my veins
all this adrenaline feel like i’m robbing a bank

you ain’t been talking bout nothing at all
keeping it real with you i’m gonna fall
keep it to real have you dropping that jaw
healing this trauma i feel like a god
eating this sh+t like its filet mignon
you are not on any level i’m on
every rapper just been making me yawn
bish, get off my lawn
the grass is greener on the side that i’m at
couple of boats in the night
i guess i’m the type to shine in the darkness
heaviest days of my life
i carry that sh+t like a janpsort
like a walk in the park
they don’t want it
keep a leg up on it like a dashboard
with the weight of the world like i asked for it
we not the same, i don’t mind the rain
i can’t really be in la for now
i don’t have time to make up my mind
this sh+t been changing every day for now
looking around, i don’t really see
n0body that do it like me
n0body that do it like we do
all that sh+t you been talkin is see through

don’t know what you want me to say
everything good til it ain’t, yeah
i’m getting carried away
breathing so heavy i’m blue in the face
i’m in the back of the plane
waving goodbye to a city i love and i hate
swimming around in my veins
all this adrenaline feel like i’m robbing a bank

robbin my peace
like keeping that dog on a leash
i don’t wanna reach
i gotta see what i’m running from
i feel the mud on my feet
i know it’s a beast
it’s got its t++th in me baby
and biting down like i’m a peach
and making me sweat in my sheets
don’t need you to get it capisce
i don’t know what i’m goin to see
yeah
(ohhhh woah)

i been on it since a youngin’ i get it
keep it honest i don’t care how you spin it
feelin’ like saba the way that i pivot
i know that you want me to say that i need it
panic attack in the back of the civic
back on my feet i don’t need you to overreact to this sh+t
man i already did it
yeah, la better for the visit
i don’t gotta be pacific, nah
atlantic wouldn’t even listen
you cannot find me on pigeons & planes
i sent em that sh+t every couple of days
feel like the coffee they got in that office a little too hot they been losing their taste
what can i say?

don’t know what you want me to say
everything good til it ain’t, yeah
i’m getting carried away
breathing so heavy i’m blue in the face
i’m in the back of the plane
waving goodbye to a city i love and i hate
swimming around in my veins
all this adrenaline feel like i’m robbing a bank



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