Could be lookin' at you From a freeway trailer If you'd handled what I'd taken Separate loans, separate codes No fine line, don't have to be dead right 'Cause dead right can go wrong Oh, we could be friends We could be friends Put your head on my shoulders I'm Francis Still dreamin' of a glory Of somethin' new I can't remember what it's like To never wanna let go It's all good though We could be friends We could be friends, just put your head on my shoulders And I will straighten out for you Don't wanna know if you made mistakes I'm still waiting on your sunshine Ooh, L.A I guess you gotta chase that ghost Heard you bought some land in Mexico And I said, "Way to go, man" 'Cause wherever you may roam (remember who you know) There's a station playin' rock and roll So stay tuned in mi amor (stay tuned in) I will turn around for you Oh, baby, I will straighten up for you, girl (just put your hand on my shoulder) We could be friends, for you We could be friends We could be friends We could be friends We could be friends

I found paradise in the trap You know I know what to do with that We can go anywhere on the map Baby I'll take you to the moon and back No bags, sunrise sippin' Pop tags, ain't no limits Late night sunset dippin' Make love when we trippin' 'Cause I could have 'em all but I want you Baby you the one, I could never want two If we run away it's a rendezvous Me and you We can ride the wave, make this an endless summer We can take our time and get to know each other All across the world, I'll go there witchu If we're onto something it should be each other Let's go chase the summer Let's go chase the summer Let's go chase the summer I see paradise in your eyes, ain't trippin' Unless we got tickets to buy, big tipper I bought another round at the bar, big triple You're smoking like a Cuban cigar I'm tryna get witchu baby Let's skip, change locations Top down in a Mercedes Take a ride with me, yeah yeah No bags, sunrise sippin' Pop tags, ain't no limits Late night sunset dippin' Make love when we trippin' Yeah I could have 'em all but I want you Baby you the one, I could never want two If we run away it's a rendezvous Me and you We can ride the wave, make this an endless summer We can take our time and get to know each other All across the world, I'll go there witchu If we're onto something it should be each other Let's go chase the summer Let's go chase the summer Let's go chase the summer

Morning Never thought I'd see the light again I got something I can see again I think I can finally breathe again I've got something to believe in I can finally see the end Morning Morning Never thought I would be here again Now I feel like I should leave again It's okay, they're only feelings I feel like I can feel again I can finally see the end

Just give me information Give me information Tell me everything Come see me on the phone ring Just give me the headphones; turn up everything (Ooh, yeah) If you see her out there Climbing a wall Trying to get away Tell her she can't escape Whole damn world is a cage Whole damn world is a cage If you see her out there Behind the wheel Driving getaway Oh god, I hope she escapes Whole damn world is a cage But that's just life I lived it twice I treat you right The way you taught me That's just life I lived it twice So I said goodnight Don't say it softly If you see her out there Behind the wheel Driving getaway Oh god, I hope she escapes Whole damn world is a cage But that's just life I lived it twice I treat you right The way you taught me That's just life I lived it twice So say goodnight Don't say it softly

Hey, so I really wanted Juice to be on the mixtape But I couldn't, uh, get it cleared in time But, everytime you play this track all the way through All the streaming proceeds go directly to social work So, run this back and play it all the way through Uh, again, I really appreciate you guys being here Since day one and uh, yeah, album is comin' real soon Ah!

The highs and the lows The highs, the lows I'm an emotional rollercoaster (ah) With highs so high, could put Bol Bol on a poster (mm) But when the bread get low like four loaves in a toaster Or the shoulders can get cold as ten toes in Nova Scotia Some days I hold a grudge, some days I Holy Ghost her Some days I just ghost her, some days I'm supposed to The crib feel like a gunfight, but them strollers, that's the holster (huh) We can make amends over old memes and mimosas My mama know I ain't make my bed, but I'ma lay in it Whether it's sandpaper, suede linen Whether I'm alone or Creole lady marmalade-ing it The same pajamas I was afraid in, I boogeyman slayed My blankets concealed my blade in it, emotional seesaw With two fat motherfuckers with strong knees in free fall (huh) It's cloudy with a chance of meatballs, I checked the weather I gave all my vices a call, let's get together To talk about the highs and lows, the ups and downs The friends that I had to hide to come around They told me that I knew you'd always come around Come around, come around, come around, come around To work out the highs and lows, the ups and downs No need to hide disguises comin' down Go and get high, I promise you're comin' down Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down When it's hard to keep your eyes on the road (eyes on the road) And you feel your back's on the ropes (with your backs against the ropes) You gotta take the highs with the lows (the highs with the lows) You gotta take the highs with the lows (yeah, yeah) You're lost, and you're runnin' out of hope (you're runnin' out of hope) Lookin' for the best way to cope (for the best ways to cope) Just know we all been there before (we all been there) You gotta take the highs with the lows (badmon) I was feelin' lifeless, I had to cut my vices (I had to) Now the feelin' that I feel is priceless In the spirit, want me to be righteous But I know I might just relapse, get sucked in these devices Got so used to feedback, I couldn't tell what mines is (word) Sometimes all the outside noise just really blinds us Beware (facts), believe none of what you see and half of what you hear (right) The best things in life on the opposite side of fear I swear I see it clear, like after the storm Still, you can't stop the rain like the Loose Ends' song My word is bond like James, yo, I couldn't complain (nah) 'Cause even when I did, niggas really couldn't feel my pain (uh) That's the type of shit to drive a nigga insane Wanna be numb, now your thumb back flickin' the flame Back to square one, tryna overcome what you became Like they was right, I guess you're never gon' change, I guess you never gon' When it's hard to keep your eyes on the road (your eyes on the road) You start to feel your back on the ropes (your back 'gainst the ropes) You gotta take the highs with the lows (the highs with the lows) You gotta take the highs with the lows (the highs with the lows) You're lost, and you're runnin' out of hope (and you're runnin' out of hope) And you lookin' for the best way to cope (the best way to cope) Just know we all been there before (we all been there) You gotta take the highs with the lows (the highs with the lows) To talk about the highs and lows, the ups and downs The friends that I had to hide to come around They told me that I knew you'd always come around Come around, come around, come around, come around To work out the highs and lows, the ups and downs (the ups and downs) No need to hide disguises comin' down (comin' down) Go and get high, I promise you're comin' down Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down Buck, buck, buck, brr, Chano Chance The Rapper, Josif Badmon (yes, yes) You done know this Big up to the youth dem All the youth dem worldwide (all the youth dem are the truth dem) Yes, and the most high, praise the most high Chano Fuck Mussolini with his dead ass Fuck, fuck, fuck

Wait, kringle bells all the way Ayy, on your heels, girl make that shake (shake, shake, shake) Ayy, got 'bout three hoes on my sleigh And tryna tee up Christmas day Won't you, won't you kringle bells all the way Ayy, got them bells all on her shake (shake, shake, shake, shake) Got 'bout three hoes on the way Ayy, got 'bout three hoes in my sleigh, ayy Legs up Hello, kitty (hell yeah) I wanna prove (ah yeah) It's cuffing season (hell yeah) But you got a man (yeah, yeah) Tell him get (spread up) I'm in the spirit (yeah, yeah) So who's is it? (Say it now) I don't play (legs up) See my face (hell yeah) Have a seat (oh, yeah) Make a plate (hell yeah) She can't wait (yeah, yeah) Still awake (spread up) To open gifts (yeah, yeah) It's Christmas Day (say it now) Ayy, kringle bells all the way (all the way) Ayy, on your heels, girl, make that shake (I make it shake) Got 'bout three hoes on my sleigh (up on my sleigh) And tryna tee up Christmas day (on Christmas day) Won't you, won't you kringle bells all the way? (All the way) Ayy, got them bells all on her shake (on Christmas day) Got 'bout three hoes on the way (I brought them away) Ayy, got 'bout three hoes in my sleigh I'll keep you close, howlin' in snow Call your Santa Claus That's what Christmas for Hey, I got three hoes on the way (on the way) Got 'bout three hoes on my sleigh (I make it sleigh) They tryna tee up Christmas Day (on Christmas Day) They tryna tee up Christmas Day (on Christmas Day) Tell them jingle bells all the way (up all the way) Bells are hangin', damn they shake (and make it shake) I got three hoes on the way (up on the way) They tryna tee up Christmas day (on Christmas Day) Just tell me which floor, should I get off? And I'll be right there to set it off I'll be right there to deck the halls Either your love or none at all And your presence is a present for me For Christmas or just because It's either your love or none at all Either your love or none at all Christmas Oh, I love Christmas Being obligated to buy shit for people at a certain time in the year I buy Christmas gifts, but just, just 'cause you're supposed to, Jesus Autotune that for me Jesus Consumerism Jesus' Birthday I swear to God, if you leave my raw vocals like that We not friends anymore Autotune my shit and put them Put them Travis Scott effects on my shit

Yo, It's the return of the gifted gift-er The secret Santa grab bag sifter The Grinch sled hanging off the ledge Dead lifter The best thrifter The tear jerker The Santa's little helper Employee of the year worker The smile bringer The joy inside the child lingers The boy inside the crowd proud he's a loud singer The whole choir The bowtie-er The snow plow and the snow tires The coat buyer The "Aw you shouldn't have"-er The Birkin Bagger The gifted rapper They told me it's the thought that Counts but really It's the count that matters Accountant hacker Bank amount countin backwards a thousand smackers It's the return of Chris Kringle that piss singles That shit tingles Sending checks twice cause the names on the list wrinkled My chips Pringle My chips bingo My green mean go Your green means slow It's the young born again Good hood ornament With a little chicken like a Cornish hen Amazon ordering Cohiba importer Evergreen watering Wrapping all night will he ever bring the chorus in Fire place bright like I threw ten menorahs And ten more kinaras and a whole fucking forest in I'll buy the doll and the mall that the store is in I'll hide the presents and the dresser and the drawer is in My dog doin moves he said "this shit is on the floor again" Feds was on his trail but he got 50 names in Oregon I bought cases bigger than the suits that you see Lori in James still sitting but I'm sending a Delorean Look it's Mr. Christmas Bonus Mr. Made his brother's bands, Mr. Nicholas Jonas Mr. big cahones But bigger heart that's where the homeless' home is The home alone kid Its the return of Kevin McCallister The Swiss Mister The hot chocolate mixer That gets pictures The big, big cousin miss-er The quick fixer The Wiz Oz big blizzard, the big gifter