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[Verse 1]
Once there was a way
To get back homeward
Once there was a way
To get back home

[Chorus]
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
I will sing a lullaby
Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby

[Verse 2]
Once there was a way
To get back homeward
Once there was a way
To get back home

[Chorus]
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah yeah, ah
Ah-ha
It’s me, yeah

[Verse 1]
Yo, these sixteen bars cost sixteen cars
Kiss these balls, bitch, we stars
Fuck that shit, you ain’t hot like Prince
You got little shine, but not like this
Time crumbles when the jet black M5 rumbles
All from what I did last summer?
But motherfuckers forget
Till I’m back up on the set
Every motherfucking jump shot wet
Same outfit every day like a cartoon (that’s me!)
Uh, they’ll never find you in a shark suit
And there will never be a part two
Shit, you’re looking at some motherfucking art, boo

[Verse 2]
Two pumps from the inhaler got me feeling like Morris Taylor
Two kisses on the cheek for my tailor
I got the soul of an Amazon Healer
Better be sure to put them cameras on
Turn dreams into real shit
Yeah, I might be sick
Sitting cross-eyed, I’m likely lit
Draw blood, I’m already made
But little man will cut your face like wedding cake

[Chorus]
You don’t even know me
You don’t even know me
You don’t even know me
You don’t even know me

[Bridge]
Switch a maze on these bitches like, whoop
Switch a maze on these bitches like, whoop
Watch the fifth wheel fall
From this top floor view, I can see it all
Yeah, man
From this top floor view, I can see it all

[Verse 3]
Uh, I started clapping when the chef brought the duck to the table
Uh, that shit was shining like an angel
I never trust a dude named ‘Angel’
Long sleeved 4/5th’s, turn them into an angel
Sky opened up and down came me
Young AB, flowing in a Jag from the 80s
Tanned like I just left Haiti
Looking like I had mad plastic surgery
They turned Bam Bam Chinese
And that’s fine by me
Shit, I need some time to realign my Chi
So bitch please pass that [?]
Before I get upset. homie

[Chorus]
You don’t even know me
You don’t even know me
You don’t even know me
You don’t even know me

[Hook/Chorus]
I sip way too much drank
I don’t think I can think
I won’t try to tell lies
This blunt got me too high
I won’t try to pretend
Cause you and I are just friends
So I won’t try to pretend
Cause you and I just friends

[Verse 1]
After all the nights, that we spend
Swear every night too lit
You spend every night with my clique
I just never mind, you a freak
Telling you was getting too deep
I’m a plane I just crashed baby
I’m just out here acting like you knew me
Got a string up in my cup, baby

[Pre-Hook/Chorus]
I smoke, I sip, I drink
I’m supposed to stop but I can’t
Wood grain, top down, switch lanes
I’m supposed to stop but I can’t
Dat whip, dat wrist insane
I’m supposed to stop but I can’t
I smoke, I sip, I drink
I’m supposed to stop but I can’t

[Hook/Chorus]
I sip way too much drank
I don’t think I can think
I won’t try to tell lies
This blunt got me too high
I won’t try to pretend
Cause you and I are just friends
So I won’t try to pretend
Cause you and I just friends

[Verse 2]
You and my girl on my slabs
We just slide sometimes
You’re down to ride sometimes
Rolled up and get high sometimes
Say you love me butcan’t touch me
Bet you know your best friend want me
Is you mad tho?
Can’t f–k me
I tell the truth whenever you double cup me

[Pre-Hook/Chorus]
I smoke, I sip, I drink
I’m supposed to stop but I can’t
Wood grain, top down, switch lanes
I’m supposed to stop but I can’t
Dat whip, dat wrist insane
I’m supposed to stop but I can’t
I smoke, I sip, I drink
I’m supposed to stop but I can’t

[Hook/Chorus]
I sip way too much drank
I don’t think I can think
I won’t try to tell lies
This blunt got me too high
I won’t try to pretend
Cause you and I are just friends
So I won’t try to pretend
Cause you and I just friends
I sip way too much drink
I don’t think I can think
I won’t try to tell lies
This blunt got me too high
I won’t try to be pretend
Cause you and I are just friends
So I won’t try to pretend
Cause you and I just friends

[Outro]
I sip way too much drink

[Intro: Demi Lovato & Luis Fonsi]
Hey Fonsi?
Oh no
¿Qué pasa Demi?
Hey yeah

[Verso: Luis Fonsi & Demi Lovato]
Tengo en esta historia algo que confesar
Ya entendí muy bien que fue lo que paso
Y aunque duela tanto tengo que aceptar
Que tu no eres la mala, que el malo soy yo
No me conociste nunca de verdad
Ya se fue la magia que te enamoro
Y es que no quisiera estar en tu lugar
Porque tu error solo fue conocerme

[Chorus: Luis Fonsi & (Demi Lovato) & Dúo]
No eres tú, no eres tú
No eres tú, soy yo (soy yo)
No te quiero hacer sufrir
Es mejor olvidar y dejarlo así (así)
Échame la culpa
No eres tú, no eres tú
No eres tú, soy yo (soy yo)
No te quiero hacer sufrir
Es mejor olvidar y dejarlo así (así)
Échame la culpa

[Bridge: Demi Lovato + Luis Fonsi]
Ok, I don’t really, really wanna fight anymore
I don’t really, really wanna fake it no more
Play me like The Beatles baby just let it be
So come on put the blame on me, yeah
I don’t really, really wanna fight anymore
I don’t really, really wanna fake it no more
Play me like The Beatles baby just let it be
So come on put the blame on me

[Coro: Luis Fonsi & (Demi Lovato) & Dúo]
No eres tú, no eres tú
No eres tú, soy yo (soy yo)
No te quiero hacer sufrir
Es mejor olvidar y dejarlo así (así)
Échame la culpa
No eres tú, no eres tú
No eres tú, soy yo (soy yo)
No te quiero hacer sufrir
Es mejor olvidar y dejarlo así (así)
Échame la culpa

[Post-Coro: Luis Fonsi & Dúo]
Solamente te falta un beso
Solamente te falta un beso
Ese beso que siempre te prometí
Échame la culpa
Solamente te falta un beso
Solamente te falta un beso
Ese beso que siempre te prometí
Échame la culpa

[Bridge: Demi Lovato + Luis Fonsi]
Ok, I don’t really, really wanna fight anymore
I don’t really, really wanna fake it no more
Play me like The Beatles baby just let it be
So come on put the blame on me, yeah
I don’t really, really wanna fight anymore
I don’t really, really wanna fake it no more
Play me like The Beatles baby just let it be
So come on put the blame on me

[Chorus: Luis Fonsi & (Demi Lovato) & Dúo]
No eres tú, no eres tú
No eres tú, soy yo (soy yo)
No te quiero hacer sufrir
Es mejor olvidar y dejarlo así (así, así, así)
Échame la culpa
No eres tú, no eres tú
No eres tú, soy yo (soy yo)
No te quiero hacer sufrir
Es mejor olvidar y dejarlo así (así)
Échame la culpa

[Post-Coro: Dúo]
Solamente te falta un beso
Solamente te falta un beso
Ese beso que siempre te prometí
Échame la culpa
Solamente te falta un beso
Solamente te falta un beso
Ese beso que siempre te prometí
Échame la culpa

Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Okay, 2 AM, I’m posted (I’m posted)
All in my Jansport
Moving to Utah, run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Mama said, "Pull your pants up"
Bending corners, and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I’m pushing, moving work, proving
There’s commas on the way
Put the pussy on pedestal, blow the medical to the face
It’s sad that they know my face
Rollin heaven in my new Wraith
Declining the call from labels
Still grubbin’ on struggle tastes
They all wanna know what’s next, I don’t even know myself
Nah, I don’t wanna hear your bullshit, I don’t really need your help
I’m posted and smoking just like my uncles before me
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor (aha)
Never smoked a Backwood, it was all Swishers (uh-uh)
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on bag of Cuban Z’s, walking off kilter
We ain’t have no common sense
Through that dirt and hop that fence (aha)
Roasting, talking shit, we mobbing, I just got my mama’s whip (Hell yeah)
We blow dank out that window
Right with your tape up, it’s garbage
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy (oh shit)
Couldn’t tell you ’bout our future (Yeah)
We was on the corner, posted (yeah)
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow (uh-uh)
On the rooftop smoking (smokin’)
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag (yes)
I was just doing my thing (my thing)
Hit the hot food aisle (uhuh)
Got the gizzards instead of the wings (Gizzards)
But it’s all love, run my route, play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin’ on some Ports
And getting hella faded
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Taking my time, working it out
Counting the coin, breaking my back (yeah)
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
Call me Almond Joy, mama’s boy
Can’t afford none of what you ordered
Shit, I’m hardly on, not quite broke
Off the wall but on the boarder
Pushing pen to the paper for peso
They wanna leggo
Close construction, no room for the huevos (yeah yeah)
You gotta love it
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon’ pay the debt ’til you ice, get OG Maco
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They don’t want no one to know long as you comfortable, yeah
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ ’round the city and we hide behind the tints
Out the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Corner store, that’s all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference