Patrick Zae - This Time, Last Year lyrics

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Patrick Zae - This Time, Last Year lyrics

We're just gonna drop this sh** on my birthday, and then forget about it like it never happened like Shiver your timberlands Heart be froze as the winter is Consider that my sentences be legit like them figures is But I'm a myph Becoming cold like my wrists uh Darth Vader It's your favorite arcader To graduate with your folks and then learn that they all fake As whatever you eating dawg This is food for thought But you drinking that piss they giving you straight through a straw Hope they realize Learn to cope with my lies I been spitting out flames best put the propane aside And Norcross might have to pay to play videos that they like Pull up on your future wives and its just Oshea & I like... This is awkward How the f** we not sponsored? Nobody's gonna listen if they hear you speaking proper But how you listen to us and then them and then say they hotter? I need be running Atlanta They need be call me your honor I just went on a rampage Doing no more collab tapes Give a f** bout a fan base, a fan page, or any damn thing If you not coming in first place you know know damn well that you're last place Two first names like Ricky Bobby but this the ballad of pat zae This time, last year This time, last year I was too gone hey never coming back here This time, last year This time, last year You was that dude dawg what happened to that year? Now your old girl just wanna be Wylie Jenner Only thing that you should question is why the f** did he let her? And she wanna see the world but baby that ship is sailing Call me young Magellan Cruise the globe forever with felons Sail with my and my cougar She let me swim in Bermuda We f** almost every night but on Tuesday she goes to zumba Might just propose to Mel Just cause she knows me so well The day that I burn the city I know that she'd pay my bail When I get from the consessions scars permanent as the smell And it's gonna leave a mark to tell pink lemonade farewell But there's bigger things There's a troll under bridges wait He lost his mind again He writing scripts and plays And yet sh** ain't change Still in the lost woods This time, last year Dog wasn't all good This time, last year

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