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lines - jordan webb lyrics

[hook]
lost somewhere between the lines
why you, trying to read me left to right
ain’t no, boundaries on either side
so how you expecting me to decide?
we
lost somewhere between the lines
why ya, trying to read me left to right
ain’t no, boundaries on either side
so how you expecting me to decide?
[verse 1 * jordan]
our path
shackled by the past
id split it all with ya from your legs to my last
catching up with the jones’
no morе slow motion in this scene
no more pouring up that potion just to float up whеn we sink
locomotion how i’m rolling while you worried bout esteem
how i thought that i loved ya well who doesn’t love they dreams
and i mean
we all gotta wake up some day
so why all those alarms in your gun range
its no wonder we

[hook]
lost somewhere between the lines
trying to read me left to right
ain’t no, boundaries on either side
so how you expecting me to decide?

[verse 2 * deucetrey]
slander my name to the depths of tartarus
man i oughta build a tolerance to all of this
(word up)
don’t wanna be taking part in this
part of this piece is to combat with your armaments
(word up)
sick to my stomach when i see you (when i see you)
please don’t start no arguments i be awfully offing it real slow
(shhhhh)
so i gotta let the real show (all my real n*ggas)
regulate perception by the flow of that info
and no, i don’t run around complaining to kinfolk
you told me don’t play the victim but you playing it well tho
(for real)
you a product of a process that veered (skrt!)
to the left, crash landed and stayed broken for years
i do get it, (true) and i still hope that a part of you heals
so please dead it, and respect it, as i’m writing with tears
ahhh forget it
(forget it)
yeah it’s fine i guess
it’s true that i’d be lying if i said i was impressed (on god)
b*tch i’m phil knight i got my demons in check
man to h*ll with all these fake f*cks sending me threats
my ex talked to my new thing i’m sick (sick)
my ex talked to my new thing i’m sick
quick
get a grip and play it smart when you react
she tried to take me down to h*ll and now she ain’t coming back mane
yeah i’m ready
(eyes closed)
hold it steady
(my foes)
gotta get it
(i’ve grown)
speed it up and
(go slow)
blow confetti
(more dough)
put in work
(so dope)
power trip
(cole knows)
roll it up and
(blow smoke)
bend the block
(ride low)
gotta get ‘em
(high*low)
to havana
(i go)
getaway
(solo)
keep machetes
(my flow)
cut ‘em up
(so cold)
long range
(no scope)
man i’m ready
(i know)
(know)

- jordan webb lyrics

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