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cantbuydeem - t.m.c.b. (things money can't buy) كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]

[verse1]

i got to work on my cardio
this young heart of mine
ain’t good enough to see the world through my daughters eyes
i’m still a kid myself
i need to learn some sh-t
i should just burn me one
so i can get a grip
done done a lot of things that i just can’t let bother me
walking this skyscr-per tightrope
if i fall and don’t float say buy to deem
i’ll never try to fly off the strength of my daughters wings
and i done stopped trying to clip my fathers wings
you don’t know me dog so you don’t owe me dog
so you don’t owe me dog
you don’t got to go searching your soul for me
i release you from all of the pain you caused
but don’t you ever go asking for some dough from me
meditation is the key, let your soul just be
let your hue just show
let your faith bench press
watch your hopes undress
and all your goals just reach
either go for broke or be mediocre
i got way to many examples of why that’s wrong for me
i came through the door
like no overcompensation
i ain’t bring no hoes with….

[hook]

boy you out of diapers huh?
everything’s a cycle huh?
all the disrespect you sow you reap
everybody wants to be the king of the hill
but the head must know how to be the feet
and your eyes should know how to see the truth
and your heart should know how to feel the beat
my your blood keep you tied to your roots
put the right amount of water on your seeds

[verse2]
i got to work on my cardio
this young heart of mines
ain’t good enough to see the world without a dollar sign
nothing i want for free, i got mouths to feed
a piece of paper that tells me what my job should be
but that’s not what i’m on
i just share my soul, so i don’t sell my soul
but then again i do
so what you want from me
i ahh choo my flu
i just spew my germs into the open airways so comfortably
mamma ain’t raise no thug
most of my role models was, we sold lots of things
like windy city in december they don’t got degrees
taught me more than i learned in all of school combined
pitter patter of little feet on my kitchen tile, reminding me i could relax at a different time
i’m a rolling stone only for rolling stone
not {be}cause i’m chasing tail
i’m coming right back home
ain’t leaving sh-t behind
i write the script myself
i paint the picture fine
i always kiss and tell
so my lips won’t touch cheeks
to skip ahead in line

[hook]

boy you out of diapers huh?
everything’s a cycle huh?
all the disrespect you sow you reap
everybody wants to be the king of the hill
but the head must know how to be the feet
and your eyes should know how to see the truth
and your heart should know how to feel the beat
my your blood keep you tied to your roots
put the right amount of water on your seeds

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