Far From Over Tom MacDonald

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[Intro]
All growed up, Mr. MacDonald and a bitch
Up all night, all growed up, Mr. MacDonald and a bitch
Yeah I know them, yeah I know them, they on the list
Fuck it, I don't care now, let them all in cause I'm all in
Got the blunt rolled and the cup full, y'all ain't ready

[Verse 1]
Please God, give strength to anybody that's goin' against me
They 'gon need it, they 'gon see that I am forward like the Red Wings
Like a dead thing I killed it and now for the celebration
A funeral for the hard times and a baby shower from the masons
I'm all about my Cheri Stone, instincts; basic
They all ask how I do it, I just picture you all naked
And I will not show love to every single one that's hatin' me
Bless you, forgive them, they must've had too much to drink
Celibate in the wing, straight Bombay fillin' up the tall glass
We rent out the penthouse, my four walls are all glass
Got a concrete heart, no more love, eyes on the prize, hand on the cup
Gin on the rocks, mind on the block, drinks on me, we are what is up
Y'all don't get the picture son, upload, cancel, finish, done
Believe it motherfuckers, um
Mr. Mac can be this young
Grammy speech, thanks a lot, y'all don't get no closure
The music growin' but I know it's far from over