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the son of avila - wayfinding lyrics

[verse 1: the son of avila]
i feel sick in the tummy
like how you doin honey?
why you only happy where the sky is always sunny?
where the f+ck you runnin?
i think a storm is coming
i think to reach the summit you gotta get used to jumpin
churnin in my stomach
getting tired of stuntin’
don’t you get tired of puffin’?
i wish you’d start to love me
because i’m used to suckin’
the push turned into shovin’

[verse 2: the son of avila
got tired of waiting so i built my own castle
felt so stuck, had me trapped in the shackles
i’m getting feelings i ain’t sure i can handle
but godd+mn my heart melts like a candle
hormones run wild tongue tied my pride
gone if i make you cry
i just want the best for us and i’m so sorry that i suck sometimes
some of y’all born on third base and you think
you bouta hit home plate by yourself nah you ain’t
see the difference here is i work my ass off
while you’ll be fine if you get the rest of class off
man we all spoiled, white school, man you know how it do
you f+ckin b+tches follow trends and wear supreme to be cool
i don’t fit in with the kids who got three stories and pools
and i don’t really want to, man, if we keepin it true
money and drugs don’t mean sh+t when you die alone
my lord, save your boy, i need a better home
pack my bags, just about to head out the door
baby boy, what the tears in your eyes for?
i’m tryna pay for my sister’s house
cars for my brother when he move out
and all my cousins who need that cash
i got y’all no trip don’t you ask

[chorus: the son of avila]
all the real ones love to ride with me
god said she made me special
and she put her light in me
and i ball harder than y’all and
i don’t even got no money
empty wallets in my pockets yeah
all the real ones love to ride with me
god said she made me special
and she put her light in me
and i ball harder than y’all and
i don’t even got no money
empty wallets in my pockets yeah

[verse 3: the son of avila]
oh my god what a day
i ain’t even shook that you still got sh+t to say
i don’t even know why the f+ck i still stay
in your area
give it like five til i bury ya
cracks on my phone screen from the fire i be cooking
sh+t slaps, but i’m h+lla rookie
all my jewelry rain down on me
i just want your skin up on me
respect women til i f+cking die, on sight
if you lay your grimy ass hands on her
i be punching rapists left and right, day and night
f+ck guys disrespecting women i’ma k!ll you no lie
and i know i’m not perfect
but at least i’m tryna learn it
i’ma work until i head west
it’s called wayfinding, princess!

[verse 4: the son of avila]
yeah no trip, baby i ain’t new to this
my old beats harder than your newer sh+t
and you stay stuck, never going through with it
and my chick stay bad like ludacris
and i wanna chill
godd+mn, is it wrong?
tryna get my racks up
i can spoil you all day long
cause i want you, i said i want you, i want you
i don’t wanna die alone but i’m pushing friends away
working every single day and i need my sp+ce
yeah, i know it’s unhealthy, i know it’s not right
but i want you by my side, i been waiting all night
and i wanna just sing like marceline
i been working on that since i was 13
and now i’m 16 ain’t much different
just got better at being me

[verse 5: the son of avila]
avila avila avila mark all your calendars for me this summer
please text me back and just please be my lover
i don’t got love for these other motherf+ckers
2110 remember what i sayo
you b+tches think i’m playing like it’s motherf+ckin play doh
avila gon drop and end up in your mail
stay sharp while i’m makin my own material d+mn
i need a better face
i wanna change of pace
i want you in my lane
these days is all the same
tryna navigate with what you gave me but you given me nothing, yeah
i feel empty

[outro: the son of avila]
hey, it’s ++++++
um, meet me at the street sign at 3, okay?
i’ll be there

- the son of avila lyrics

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