Spender (feat. Dawda Jobarteh) - CTM

Walking through the archway alone Coffee at Primrose Whilst calling you back home The other side of the pond tempts me Why would I leave this city She knows me In you I see myself and time Loyalties will never die Everything you do is haunting Everything you do is a warning Everything you do is hurting me City set me free. Up in my garret I sit out on the roof Look out on Bristol I see the truth We have history She's cursed and loved me How could I leave the cliffside This view. In you I see myself and time Loyalties will never die Everything you do is haunting Everything you do is a warning Everything you do is hurting me Everything you do is haunting Everything you do is a warning Everything you do is hurting me City set me free. In you, I see myself and time Loyalties will never die Love is worth, all the pain Will you forgive and give again. Ohh. Everything you do is haunting Everything you do is a warning Everything you do is hurting me Oh,everything you do is haunting Everything you do is a warning Everything you do is hurting me City set me free.

Big baller, boujee shot caller No fuck boys allowed in my aura Mister wanna miss ya but not for his dollar If you're tyna flex, don't bother, 'cause I'ma Big spender, bling on my agenda Last time I paid? I just can't remember I don't have the time to play with pretenders You might have your own but I'm a big spender I'm out in Hollywood, living like I should I cut a boujee Prada but my mama taught me good If she ain't taught me something, flossing don't mean nothing Well 'cause on the inside Well, fuck that, all the smiles come from dollars in your wallet Bet I can make you smile without a dollar in your pocket And a little bit of talk, and a little bit of walk, put that right there and call it I oughta let you know Think you should leave with me, yeah Don't give a fuck about your currency Don't need a baller or a Hercules 'Cause blowing trees is all I need I don't want a big baller, boujee shot caller No fuck boys allowed in my aura Mister wanna miss ya but not for his dollar If you're tyna flex, don't bother, 'cause I'ma Big spender, bling on my agenda Last time I paid? I just can't remember I don't have the time to play with pretenders You might have your own but I'm a big spender Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I can't think of nothing else but loving you You got me doing things I never really do Tell me where you wanna go, I'm thinking Paris I'ma give you something you gon' wanna cherish And I ain't perfect, I know I've hurt you But let's reverse it, it never was on purpose You got right to my heart and it took a lot of work 'Cause know that I've been searching, baby Big baller, boujee shot caller No fuck boys allowed in my aura Mister wanna miss ya but not for his dollar If you're tyna flex, don't bother, 'cause I'ma Big spender, bling on my agenda Last time I paid? I just can't remember I don't have the time to play with pretenders You might have your own but I'm a big spender Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, oh, a big spender, baby Haha, that's right, big, big, big spender Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Big baller, boujee shot caller No fuck boys allowed in my aura Mister wanna miss ya but not for his dollar If you're tyna flex, don't bother, 'cause I'ma Big spender, lit on my agenda Last time I paid? I just can't remember I don't have the time to play with pretenders You might have your own but I'm a big spender Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, baby, I'm a big spender, Yeah, yeah, no, no, you don't own me, baby

Standing up against the wall Looking down the corridor I know I won't be here much longer Trying not to reminisce At all things that will be missed Losing you could not get much harder You've done a lot for me lately You've done a lot for me lately I should pay you back somehow, Amy Holding on to all this hope Realising I couldn't cope Constantly just bailing out water Sinking this relationship Knowing that I couldn't give Anything close enough to matter You've done a lot for me lately You've done a lot for me lately I should pay you back somehow, Amy Now I've run away again A thousand miles from a friend Did you ever feel me leave All I'll do is pay you for Waves of guilt sent from abroad Tenderness was never meant for me You've done a lot for me lately You've done a lot for me lately You've done a lot for me lately I should pay you back somehow, Amy I should pay you back somehow I should pay you back somehow I should pay you back somehow

You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Starting from zero got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something But me myself I got nothing to prove You got a fast car And I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money We won't have to drive too far Just 'cross the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs And finally see what it means to be living You see my old man's got a problem He live with the bottle that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working I say his body's too young to look like his My Mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said somebody's got to take care of him So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away We gotta make a decision We leave tonight or live and die this way I remember we were driving driving in your car The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car And we go cruising to entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job And I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a big house and live in the suburbs So remember we were driving driving in your car The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car And I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So remember we were driving driving in your car The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone