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letra de alone - kooley high

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[verse 1}

another day is up
hop scotch on the caldenar i’m on another one
hot box in the challenger before the summer’s done
pop rocks in your canada dry, we bubblin’
celebration is allowed with the faces in the crowd
but what you think about when champagne is fizzled out
is the one that go away, everyday they missin’ out
and i’m drinking guinesss stout, the weight of infinite pounds
on my shoulders, at last, mr. atlas
he put it up he tried o hold it and he got a bad back
most nights you can’t come over if you got a fat ass
and twice that’s if you act bad, now sammy davis tap that
and she make it lap dance – clap clap, passing
i needa drive more safely but she got my belt unfastened
think about her passion, and lack thereof, i kick her out and later on i i just lack they love like say what
[hook]
this time of the night when i’m zoned
you know i would rather be alone (oh oh)
and you know,that’s what i wanna do
(that’s what i wanna do)
i rather be alone, alone with you

[verse 2]
yup
back with another litter of the writtens i deliver
expressing all my thoughts i ain’t gotta be on twiter
they like ‘tad, what you sayin? really why you playin’?
you could talk the fares from the a.m.to the p.m.’
i’m like’hold up, wait up, lat me fill my plate up’
appreciate the love but i’m justt tryna get my weight up
and strarin at my phone just gon’ take me ou the zone
i would rather be alone with these tracks that i ate up
or eat up, depending on the tense
with y feet up, laid back listening to tracks that i beat up
i’m t’edup
lookin for a fair way to drive
it ain’t fair when i ride
i’m the car that they key up
ouuta frustrastrion
they envy
it’s simply
the mc
from nc
who is never empty
i’m full tank tippin, you ain’t pimpin’
we don’t endorse your bull
like jordan, or pippen, so listen
[hook]
this time of the night when i’m zoned
you know i would rather be alone (oh oh )
and you know,that’s what i wanna do
(that’s what i wanna do)
i rather be alone, alone with you

[closing]
uh
we live in times that are strange
you better be prepared for
when it rearange times fade like a haircut
raised in america with slaves in inheritance
gangs wanna carry guns
we change it by sharing love

sharing lovethat’s what we aim to do
time’s tough making music to make it through

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