lyrics
Yeah I feel like a crack rock gambling man,
And I steal, I steal the crack rock out of your hand,
I’m a freak, and I’m gonna give this world all I can,
But it seems like shit ain’t going to plan,
And I’ve been running in circles, thinking ‘bout Monroe,
I’m going loco, mama you don’t know,
I’ve been running in circles, thinking ‘bout Monroe,
I’m going loco, mama you don’t know,
Whoah,
Whoah,
Whoah,
Yeah I feel like a crack rock gambling man,
When actually I’m like a stick of rock from Afghanistan, yeah
I’m a freak, and I’m gonna give this world all I can,
But it seems like shit ain’t going to plan,
And I’ve been running in circles, thinking ‘bout Monroe,
I’m going loco, mama you don’t know,
I’ve been running in circles, thinking ‘bout Monroe,
I’m going loco, mama you don’t know
Whoah,
Whoah,
Whoah,
Whoah,
Whoah,
Whoah, oh
Whoah,
Oooohh
(Instrumental)
No you don’t know, oh,
No you don’t know
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RMLP1,
released April 26, 2024
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