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Alex Jordan
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The quicker they come, the faster they go I've been getting used to having situations They under control And maybe I'm used to the road And maybe I'm used to the hoes I never notice if I'm ever really coming home I've been steady getting started just to have fun I stopped with living cautions, my excuse I'm mad young And plenty options, so it's hard for me to bag one But say I ain't the one, you gotta be mad dumb Staring at my ceiling, laying in my bed I'm praying all my successes will never go to my head I ain't concerned about the rest of them, I know what they said But at the end of the day, I'm doing more than what's said, for real They say my old shorties, always be cussing me out and I don't take it personal I've been grinding, so if I don't answer studio, that's overtime I'm working though Went from oversized and baggy clothes To spending thousands on some oversized and Baggy clothes I remember way back when I told you I would make it And the wrist is looking like I'm going platinum though I'm still the same lover boy, I ain't got a choice You hated how I ghosted, but I came back in that Rolls Royce Yeah Wishing something like my old days But truth is, I've been missing all our old days Tell me, I can go read your eyes Sacrificed all this time Things I know I left behind, but tell me You think I'm caught up in my ways You don't know where I've been all day Feeling different at this label meeting I really wish that I could call you in to have you see it But times is different, our levels aren't really seeing I remember you told me I got it and you stayed believing and That's why I still try to make you a part of it You was there right from the start of it Ark of the covenant made up for the heart of it I still haven't lost and nor have I forgot of it My tip is more than a bill, I'm never on no cheap shit I just open up whenever I go hear the beat hit I be with my niggas, some of them in love street shit I'm still the same scholar just surrounded By some G shit Lashing out like why do I care You not even here, you not even here I know I ain't there but I'm popping up on your phone when you feel alone Make you feel like the boy still back at home But I'm on the road, but I'm coming home There's nothing here for me to figure out anymore Nothing here for me to figure out anymore Tell me, I can go read your eyes Sacrificed all this time Things I know I left behind, but tell me You think I'm caught up in my ways You don't know where I've been all day