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letra de till sundown v2 - chris kept

[intro:]
yeah
we could runaway
sit up in the shade till it’s sundown
hate when i come down, (yeah)

[first verse:]
i just wanna be your one and, only
can’t you just hold me?
down the road i know a place where no one won’t be
i know we, could both see, were this road leads down to
just tell me if you down too
i’m just thinking how foolish i be thinking ‘bout you
can you keep it on the low, low, low
can you keep it on the low, low, low (low)

[pre-chorus 1:]
what would all our friends say, if they knew my head sp-ce?
would they hit me next week or just think that i’m dead?
wait, do you even know, know, know?
do you even know, know, know? (no)

[chorus:]
it’s already gone
get your party on
yeah, hit it like the mardi gras
yeah, (yeah)
[second verse:]
yeah, keep your distance, (distance)
i’m gonna need a minute, (minute)
it’s been awhile but i promised i would see this different (it’s different)
cause life goes on, whether with it or you gone
either get played like a p-wn, or be the king and stand up strong
you’ll probably make a wrong move, but it happens it best of us, (i did that)
i remember blowing everything had next to none, (uh-huh)
till i started counting back on all my blessings though
had the best of times with the one soul i know heaven holds, (that the devil holds)
so ima let it go i’m sure all’s taken care of
now, i just chill in this crib with some beats to tear up (while i tear up)
but still searching for that paradise where ain’t n0body’s parents die
i’ll take up every chance just tell me where to fly, (like where am i?)
sh-t, i could’ve had that marriage life, (yeah, right)
but i traded it for a pair of nikes
cause maybe secretly i’m just that terrified, or maybe it’s, (maybe it’s, maybe it’s, maybe it’s, maybe it’s)

[pre-chorus 2:]
cause i know where this leads down to
so tell me if you down too
i’m still thinking how foolish i be thinking ‘bout you
do you even know, know, know
do you even know, know, know (no)

[chorus:]
it’s already gone
get your party on
yeah, hit it like the mardi gras
yeah, (yeah)
[outro:]
i’m only seven digits, away (woo)
yeah, hear the way chumnucker hits where the drum f-cking hits (hahaha)

- chris kept

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