Lyrics:
Hang on
By your teeth if you hafta
Hang on
A tease in the courtroom
Hang on
Hang on
By your teeth if you hafta
Hang on
Trapeze in the backroom
Hang
forgiven by time,
Where I'm cushioned by hope,
Where I'm numbed by long drives,
Where I'm talked off or doped.
Does the heart wants to atone?
Oh, I
Yeah
No landline
Text ya
Self-drive Tesla
No big bank
My big bank
Deposited chequing
On a app
Fuck a
Yeah
Man it feels so good to be young though
Hey boys, it's a steal
You're hanging on, by your finger nails
As usual, the king is dead
Long live the queens
Hey girls, no big deal
You're
a place to live your life
Where pleasure follows pain
People go insane, fly around in planes
Pray that it won't rain, drive around in cars
Get drunk
It's a place to live your life
Where pleasure follows pain
People go insane
Fly around in planes
Pray that it won't rain
Drive around in cars
Get
niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes
But ain't nuttin like pimpin hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my
imagine a genius that don't have a brain
That live off of resources, that learned off of geek sources
I do play with 3 persons, I got it from researching
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
We own the hood (For real though)
And we live by it, die by it then ya heard me
I got crib in Florida, and I don't even stay there
Been bought
away
And we'll drive through the night
Following the moonlight
I'll be right by your side
We were born to run away, ooh-yeah-yeah (whoa-oh,
special something, that feeds my soul,
is a rhythm to live by, it's a rhythm of hope.
Something drives us onwards.
Something gives us strength.
What makes
to the next page
Fuck all that minimum wage
I see my mom, my grandma, and uncle
They live in the same apartment
And it hurts me to see them starving
I live live
I'm a goat You a joke and you know it
Real time rhymin I been writin like a poet
Trill fine timin You be biting like a bullet
We losin Young lives Tryna
like driving in the winter
With the top down
Yeah, I guess that's my drive
I'm built for this life, I just feel too alive
Only real ones by my side
drive my pain out, with a knife
A brand new life...oh...’cause,
I wanna feel more
I’m still here
On my knees
Crying tears
Don’t stop to live in me
just hopped in ride
Dropped it in drive
Ridding threw the city like when pac was alive
I can abide by your rules I can provide
Loving and care with
Lots of friends I just cut ties
Remember when we used to play Football
Business first we just
Check mate************* shit get ugly uh
Lot of drive by in
the highlight
It’s fight night
I got the right vibe
I drive by
I fly high
I move right
I left all the haters in hindsight (au revoir)
They know
They know
I don’t
I live out in the country used
To hang on old Pond Creek
Used to cat fish with my Grandpa used
To cut the grass for free
And there ain't been a damn
you live or mine
You don't need to worry much
cll you need you know
Everything we've ever touched
Is everything you hold, trembling
Some
I die I'd make a killing (ah ha)
Me and I cos me myself don't get along
Time goes by why should I stay if we're alone
One quick drive two wheels
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