12th studio album
Nostalgia Bleed by Bellizzi.
Lyrics:
My son better look like me
Why are you so scared to run for mayor?
Easy come Easy go today
Tomorrow coming down the Son Omega
All these bastards better come to play
Why you talking to me I told you wake up
Get these hoes of sin up out your head
Tomorrow you’ll see you’ll never wake up
Jesus don’t come down at all to play ya
He just wanna see all us saved
I just wanna speak up to my Baby
Do you see my heart inside my pain?
And when my heart was in its thinnest startin to wake up
And was actually thinking summer days
That was about the time you’d better wake up
I dont even know if you can take
Now we at the club I’m kinda faded
Met this new broad out in San Jose
She think I come off easy like her makeup
Little does she know im so arcane
Im so for my country im so native
I just wanna play tennis everyday
Can I smoke my cigarette in Vegas
Do I have to go out to LA
Ask me anything its for the taking
You want me to take off 7 days?
I don’t even want your money keep it
Keep me out outside im feeling safe
2017 for me was payday
Can you even comprehend my brain
Now in 2019 I dont have patience
Can you expect me to keep my fame?
