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sydney freestyle

William Singe
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Two thirty baby won't you meet me by the beach Two early maybe later you can show me things You know what it is whenever I visit Sydney city, she blowing me kisses oh Zero degrees way too cold so hold me tight Will I see you at the show tonight Will I see you at the show tonigh I can't seem to put down my phone I been waiting on your call Even tho u wont call Even tho u long gone I still feel ya in my room I was feeling me too much Would trade it all to feel on you Area don't mean much My brothers they all grown up numbers inked on my body they dont add up they don't mean too much I was thinking time don't end I was thinking life not death I was counting on my friends Now I count em on one hand 2:30 in the morning and thats how I think 2:30 in the morning and I still can't sleep swear I heard you roll over layin with me that must be ya memory Tangled in between my sheets But I do know one thing though Women they come they go Saturday, through Sunday, Monday Monday through Sunday, yo Maybe you'll love me one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then I'll sit my self loathing ass on this one way runway Two thirty baby won't you meet me by the beach Two early maybe later you can show me things You know what it is whenever I visit Sydney city, she blowing me kisses oh Zero degrees way too cold so hold me tight Will I see you at the show tonight Will I see you at the show tonigh Cars clothes jewelery I forgot it You can have it all if you want it i call Julian for the knowledge He know how to move for the profit we know how to move international Uncle Sam always tryna grab a Half of the money that you stackin And that's just part of this life Put all that to the side I'm only ever mad cause I'm only present in the past I been tryna get out your phone But these messages will never end Guess I'm tryna get in your head Just to get you back in our bed Ain't it funny how the chips fall Now I gotta be the man for The two that taught me how to stand tall Picking up every piece I done threw onto the damn floor It's funny how life hits y'all But I do know one thing though Women they come they go Saturday, through Sunday, Monday Monday through Sunday, yo Maybe you'll love me one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then I'll sit my self loathing ass on this one way runway Two thirty baby won't you meet me by the beach Two early maybe later you can show me things You know what it is whenever I visit Sydney city, she blowing me kisses oh Zero degrees way too cold so hold me tight Will I see you at the show tonight Will I see you at the show tonigh 'Til then I'll sit my self loathing ass on this one way runway