Lyrics:
off the top
Please Calvin don't sell the shop
Ice cubes on my eggnog
Ms. Claus in them red drawers
shit, who do you think you are?
Bitch you giving
Rescue
Old as the hills, new everyday
It's in the bones like it's DNA
First taste is sweet 'til it rots in your mouth
Another old friend who rats you
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
Man 3: It is a valuable balm.
Mandy: A balm, what are you giving him a balm for? It might
bite him.
Wise Man 3: What?
Mandy:
That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,
through
You haven't been there with me
So don't tell me what I went through
Don't tell me that I disrespect my mom for the fuck of it
Don't tell me I'm
machine
Life of a giant, but who needs size when you wack and your team's soft
Drag your girl down this hill 'til she admits that it feels like she's
Good evening, and welcome to eazy's playhouse
You stupid muthafucka
Now that you got the album
What the fuck are you gonna do with it
Bitch
lectures
If you're tryna meet with money
I'd be happy to connect ya
Life is, better than its ever been
Scheduling million dollar meetings with
light on who deceive and mislead
In your face filled up with greed, don't wanna see you succeed
It's the devil who feeds off the minds of those who need
Yeah it's pretty cool
Alright but that was hot
But when you go from that to lyin'
'bout been sponsored by a condom packet
It's safe to say your career's
Fuck the rules, I wreck beaucoup crews with the words I use
Got me feelin like Z.Z. Hill 'cause I'm screamin' and screamin'
And singin' the blues, you
Fuck the rules, I wreck beaucoup crews with the words I use
Got me feelin like Z.Z. Hill 'cause I'm screamin' and screamin'
And singin' the blues, you
the whole charade
Never laying the anchor down
Sailing from town to town
Won't catch me like Z.Z Hill
I won't play no fancy clown
Baby Baby Baby Baby
Can you
popped up out it
That's real shit
Been a problem you can't deal with
Stayed down but I'm still stiff
Fell back but I'm still here
I been him
Use to be
and head wraps
It's kicks instead of shoes
It's, I'm trying to be like you, but I'm also doing me
It's Kwanza and Juneteenth
Wazzup with two zz's
You
and head wraps
It's kicks instead of shoes
It's, I'm trying to be like you, but I'm also doing me
It's Kwanza and Juneteenth
Wazzup with two zz's
You
ZZ's 1200 you could smell it through the charts
Rapper sweet roll it up
Get the drink, pour it up
You know you can't
Come wit me if you ain't old enough
Sitting on the top of a hill
Thinking bout the things
That I could have been
But now I'm giving it all away
So I can be who God
Intended for me to be
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
could go back
I'd give what I have
Up on the hill
In the places we gathered
I found who I wanted to be
Amidst all of you
And the wisdom which followed
If you take a turn right on the road by the sea
You'll end up in the Lucevanda Hills
Up there past the eucalyptuses
They say the view's most
of my trust
I would fuck with you forever but
I need more than what you giving up
Lately I just been working so hard
It's Crazy, they say I'm finna
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