Tape

Ooh
 Hey
 Let me hold you down
 You should press play
 Been feeling like a sad love song
 Any other day
 Any other day of the week
 See me
 Wanna run away
 I know
 Haters wanna rush the stage, no joke
 I put that on my mama
 I put that on my old man, too
 I could never tell a soul, I could never tell on you
 I could never play no games, only if you ask me to
 Please, just
 Tell me what it's like to be dead, I forget
 Tell me what it's like to be nice with the feds
 I woke up right side of the bed
 Hope all my memories never turn to regrets
 I'm flipping all the channels, turn it off from the bed
 I left the candles on by mistake, I forget
 I put that on my first, I put that on my last name, too
 I run around the streets and can't remember what I do
 Put that on yourself if it fits just like a shoe
 Your shit get on the shelf and let the vibes come through
 I put that on myself and the pain ensued
 I put that on a promise and the rain came thru like
 Aww, shoot, look what I do
 I woke up in the booth
 I put that on a tape
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