Who listens to streets by doja?

me

Explanation:

ready

I've been goin' through some things (Oh)

I struggle with my inner man (Yeah, yeah)

I hustle, I'll do what I can to get this money

Blaq Tuxedo

Don Dada on the, Don Dada on the beat

Like you, like you

Like you, ooh

I found it hard to find someone like you

Like you, like you

Send your location, come through

I can't sleep no more

In my head, we belong

And I can't be without you

Why can't I find no one like you?

I can't sleep no more

In my head, we belong

And I can't be without you

Why can't I find no one like you?

Baby, we tried to fight it

We all been there some days

Thought I need something else

And acted like I was okay

We just had to work it out

And baby, I needed space

Ain't nobody 'round here wrong

You love all yours so far away

You're pouring your heart out

I'm acting like I knew

You held me so down

So down I never grew, oh

I tried to find out

When none of them came through

And now I'm stuck in the middle

And baby had to pull me out, oh

Like you, like you

Like you, ooh

the message which is being conveyed is that if a person does not have the qualified skills to be an writer then he should not and if he becomes then just leave it away..

i think this is it plz check

- "these rights are natural and god-given to all men equally." (i disagree cuz i kind of think it's 'a' but who knows.)