Grandmama, I’m still on blues
Still riding round with my tool
Still thinking about you
Getting used to life, it all feel new
When I go to sleep wish I could say good night to you
I fight with the devil baby, look at my bezel
On a different level
I’m pulling your strings
Pulling that shit like it’s leather
Still riding round with my tool
Still thinking about you
Getting used to life, it all feel new
When I go to sleep wish I could say good night to you
I fight with the devil baby, look at my bezel
On a different level
I’m pulling your strings
Pulling that shit like it’s leather
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