Lyrics:
out
You disappear, you fade out
You're just mist and the sun is rising now
Oh, no
Guarantees won't save our dreams
And what we lost we must not
straight tho
We both want a crib by the lake so
Roll one up so I can't feel my face hoe
For the record, records what I make though
Fucked around
If I don't relax then my mind might swell
But I guess that's life, oh well
So here's my hypothesis
The old me does not exist
Y'all like, "What Hop
She'll be in Denver by the break of dawn
Her calloused heart, her regal charm
Will grace the city in his open arms
And his bed come tonight
But
liquor wash the hurt
Like a tidal wave
And oh yeah, by the way
If I could take all the hurt back I'd find a way
I guess I'll pop another pill so I can
Hand in hand we walk the city.
Beneath the darkened skies.
Stealing kisses in the shadows away from prying eyes.
Hiding out from those we know.
of the country
And he's a country boy still
He looks down at the city lights
From his Hollywood hills
He's a Hollywood hillbilly,
Stearing along bearing
what he says' sits by me
Sir, can I ask you something?
[Chorus]
Sometimes when there is no one
To love you back all the time
When you're in need
I'm older
I was rooting for you, and you still take it out on me
Aren't you older?
God you, you bully
You got what you want
A big house near the city
problems trying to bag hoes
Now these bitches giving me IQ
Man, I am not fazed by a rapper who thinks that he's better than me
I cannot speak on a higher
I'm surrounded by these city walls
Suffocating in the rush when all
I want is a little fresh air and a prayer
Luckily You are everywhere (Everywhere)
the cities now
I'm so glad that we're not sad, it's not even that bad
I'm so glad, we're glad, baby, I'm so glad that I know you
I'm so glad, we're glad,
A perfect summer breeze
And dancin' in the rain
I don't wonder what it's like
On the other side
Cause I've got all I need
Here with you by my side
The bluest
a dime
So I hop out front exit 42
Hit down mansions, to Inglewood city what it do
Got a call from my day one nigga perfect timing
He can have the 9, 7
a fucking Lambo
But I'd rather buy mud trucks, smoke good weed
And roll that shit by the fucking handfull
Yeah, I'm tatted up, 26, from the stix
Got
You'd be here to stand by me
Up ahead, a chorus singing
In that city set upon that hill
Brother that's where I'm going
And if you want you can join me
question, boy, especially not the great white lie
Buy yourself a great big house
Buy yourself the fastest car
And autograph your photographs (Oh, what
made some bad choices, I been feelin' boisterous
I been feelin' energetic, get it from these porch steps
The city gon' give me fuel, the ghetto like
turn him into Big Bird
Servin' ice by the scoop, you can call me Big Worm
I've been drivin' straight for hours, I'm too high to hit turn
She say that
Open up baby oh it won't take long
Jack the stripper is back again Blinded by his manhood Babe you won't feel a think Jack the stripper is back again
Whte Way!
So Welcome! Yes Welcome! To Broadway U.S.A.!--
Miss Those Crazy Folks, And Those Tourist Yokes, Miss That City So Tall!
Miss That Sub-Way
Hey!
Mr. wipe down ya heard me Foxx-a-million yall!
This one be the reeemix!
Badass, Savage life, Foxx-a-million
Man you already know what it is ya
in the corner
When I turned the corner what did I hear?
Yes, a hundred voices shout loud and clear
This is what I heard them say
I said, check it
the ocean
oh wild cry? shouldnt i be content with what i got and not so die ?
? something i enjoy by the choir? and i wonder if its me, just a thief
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