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How you been? Could it be
You's with him? Could it be
The could've been and should've been
Got mixed in between, you and me
Long time no see you and those eyes, green
Can you still see what I see when you looking back at me?
Cause baby I can see the lies you hide behind them eyelids
Past the silence on my absence, hence the past sense
But promise on your tears through the years, I saw the sea shore
Ships and seagulls flying past by me with the breeze, so I
Heed healing but can't quite right define the feeling
Roll up the weed and
Forget but keep the image on my head like it's my sleeve and
Keep sleepless dreaming
Thinking if those eyes of yours and mine will ever meet, wonder
Is them a still a meant for me though?
And is the place you at, the place to be though?
Off of my so called friends, who's deceiving? Who's there to call?
Who's there to watch me just to see me fall?

I mean, it's whatever anyway
It's just a feeling you know?
Just tell me when and where
And I'll be there, peace

Prisoner of these thoughts
They keep shaking my head down down down down
Thought you'd never be back
So good so wrong to be back back, back in town, as I
Stare at these walls, they toss and turning
The weight of the world on my shoulders a burden now, now

Hey it's me, good to see
You again, we still friends?
If not what are we? Too much shit
Happened, now can't seem to find peace but hey, yo
If a couple's too much trouble then what is we meant to be?
Now it's been 6 more months, that we ain't seen each other
So how's your sister looking lady, how's your baby momma?
Just hope you know you can't replace me with another brother
Don't mean to bother
Just holla if you need me girl, if not Imma call her
Get a rubber
See me don't mean no drama
But to her eyes I'm only a thug, a pimp, a baller
Caught up in the bullshit
How could I let them fools spit
Useless, fuck around and leave a nigga toothless
Truth is, all this loud, got me in the clouds
I can't figure out, what the fuss is all about
Now I got cottonmouth
Drop by the crib, unbutton your blouse
Come and talk it out
Speak your mind

Prisoner of these thoughts
They keep shaking my head down down down down down
Thought you'd never be back
So good so wrong to be back back back, back in town, as I
Stare at these walls, they toss and turning
The weight of the world on my shoulders a burden now, now

Yeah
2-1, representin' Southcyde
ALM all day
Yeah



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Writer(s): Emilio H. Kessel
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