
The 1 That Got Away / No Shoes VIC MENSA (Ft. Charlie Wilson)
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[Part I: "The 1 That Got Away"]
[Verse: Vic Mensa]
I can't see it coming down my eyes
But I gotta let this song cry
I gotta let you know this been on my mind for a long time
But the cat had my tongue
When we were young I told my dogs
You should be having my son
But after one too many van tours to endure
Illusions of grandeur, I left you hanging just like a jury
You were my first love, and you just became secondary
I was busy chasin' pussy like Tom runnin' from Jerry
And that's ass backwards, I know
Like an asthmatic who smoke
I flashback to the laughs we shared, broke as a joke
Not a care in the world, together we prepared for the world
Backstage at On The Run tour
And I'm there with my girl
By my side when I sign my deal, wavin' hi to them dollar bills
We couldn't buy a meal, now I was worth about a mil'
That shit went to my head like a Sudafed
I used to drive your car to move my buddha
Now they know my name in Budapest
My money got older, I grew up less
And I do confess, I broke your heart
Like a sledgehammer through the chest
Tryna be known in this music mess
I left the one that knew me best, I left the one that knew me best
[Verse: Vic Mensa]
I can't see it coming down my eyes
But I gotta let this song cry
I gotta let you know this been on my mind for a long time
But the cat had my tongue
When we were young I told my dogs
You should be having my son
But after one too many van tours to endure
Illusions of grandeur, I left you hanging just like a jury
You were my first love, and you just became secondary
I was busy chasin' pussy like Tom runnin' from Jerry
And that's ass backwards, I know
Like an asthmatic who smoke
I flashback to the laughs we shared, broke as a joke
Not a care in the world, together we prepared for the world
Backstage at On The Run tour
And I'm there with my girl
By my side when I sign my deal, wavin' hi to them dollar bills
We couldn't buy a meal, now I was worth about a mil'
That shit went to my head like a Sudafed
I used to drive your car to move my buddha
Now they know my name in Budapest
My money got older, I grew up less
And I do confess, I broke your heart
Like a sledgehammer through the chest
Tryna be known in this music mess
I left the one that knew me best, I left the one that knew me best
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