Young Bull (Group)

"Voicemail"

(I said)
(Ooh)

Running away, running away, I'm running away (yeah)
Running away, running away, I'm running away
Lord knows I don't need ya

Sun in my face, sun in my face, there's sun in my face
Pack my pockets full of reefer

And now that I'm free, and now that I'm free
Free up on my feet

You give me headache so I get some medicine
I light it up like i'm Edison

We wasn't working no more it was evident
I'm feeling better than better
I'm tellin' you babe

Everything's straight
I got some cheddar today
I got some cheddar today
I blew it bag, put the rest in the safe
I hit the scene and I bet you they say
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