Damaged goods
Return label on the package now
Fallen off the rails many times
Still No backing down
Opps of my neighbors
Spinned the block
Had me ducking down
Like baby grab the baby
Do not make a sound
Pondering for some time
Been thinking bout moving out
City life is nice
But I'm focused on my family now
Devil on the prowl
Trying to steal what I've earned
Cannot play with fire
Without feeling any burn
Facades unmasked
Nothings quite
As it ever seems
Other side of the fence
The grass just as green
What's up with these
Land mines In my way
I need vacations and my space
Need more peace of mind my way
Lately I've been on the verge
Of losing my cool stuck in my way's
Another face in the rat race
Music's the therapy to my pain
I'm taking back control
Grabbed the pen
I let God write my story
I'll be a microphone
Secret place I need it before me
I'm tired of sin
Lying on me Judah
Sunday Service
Missing out Ferris Bueller
Till the world stops spinning
Or you call me home
And my Heart stops beating
I'ma ride for you
Like you ride for me
Till the world stops spinning
Or you call me home
And my Heart stops beating
I'ma ride for you
Like you ride for me
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Damaged goods
Return label on the package now
Fallen off the rails many times
Still No backing down
Opps of my neighbors
Spinned the block
Had me ducking down
Like baby grab the baby
Do not make a sound
Pondering for some time
Been thinking bout moving out
City life is nice
But I'm focused on my family now
Devil on the prowl
Trying to steal what I've earned
Cannot play with fire
Without feeling any burn
Facades unmasked
Nothings quite
As it ever seems
Other side of the fence
The grass just as green
What's up with these
Land mines In my way
I need vacations and my space
Need more peace of mind my way
Lately I've been on the verge
Of losing my cool stuck in my way's
Another face in the rat race
Music's the therapy to my pain
I'm taking back control
Grabbed the pen
I let God write my story
I'll be a microphone
Secret place I need it before me
I'm tired of sin
Lying on me Judah
Sunday Service
Missing out Ferris Bueller
Till the world stops spinning
Or you call me home
And my Heart stops beating
I'ma ride for you
Like you ride for me
Till the world stops spinning
Or you call me home
And my Heart stops beating
I'ma ride for you
Like you ride for me
Return label on the package now
Fallen off the rails many times
Still No backing down
Opps of my neighbors
Spinned the block
Had me ducking down
Like baby grab the baby
Do not make a sound
Pondering for some time
Been thinking bout moving out
City life is nice
But I'm focused on my family now
Devil on the prowl
Trying to steal what I've earned
Cannot play with fire
Without feeling any burn
Facades unmasked
Nothings quite
As it ever seems
Other side of the fence
The grass just as green
What's up with these
Land mines In my way
I need vacations and my space
Need more peace of mind my way
Lately I've been on the verge
Of losing my cool stuck in my way's
Another face in the rat race
Music's the therapy to my pain
I'm taking back control
Grabbed the pen
I let God write my story
I'll be a microphone
Secret place I need it before me
I'm tired of sin
Lying on me Judah
Sunday Service
Missing out Ferris Bueller
Till the world stops spinning
Or you call me home
And my Heart stops beating
I'ma ride for you
Like you ride for me
Till the world stops spinning
Or you call me home
And my Heart stops beating
I'ma ride for you
Like you ride for me
Writer: ILISH VALDIVIA, KAI PROD
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave