Lyrics:
here they come
Chrysalis, chrysalis
Chrysalis take me back
Oom sha la la
Oom oom sha la la
Oom sha la la
La la la la la la
You know
You know in life you ain't 'posed to have no regrets but it's just one thing I just
Wish I could take back
I should've went to LA with you
you would imagine
And many times her eyes fought back the tears, yeah, yeah
And when her youthful world was about to fall in
Each time her slender
last chance
To stave off the fear of being famous again
Got me back in LA
I sold my house here but I can't get away
I got a session today with
The singer
Jopo se sube!
Suena de Funk back
La peña haciendo popping
Suena de Funk back
El corro guapo ruge, motherfucker Funk back
Motherfuck hands up
Motherfucker
(Ah Ah)
(Mi Spingo al Limite)
(Scarpa Limited)
La registro in più takes
Mi spingo al limite
Spendo racks on trainers
Scarpa limited
In giro serpi
Ohhhhhhhhhh!
Hey yo, check it out man
ICP's back in the haugh man
Violent J, man
2 Dope, man
Wicked clown, man
Fuck yeah, man
Hey, quick,
A while ago
I found myself in bloody exhaust grease
London again with an all-consuming urge
To hunt for two rare things: back
Issues of NME rumored
was born with it
Simmer down no real crown
Welcome to the free town
You pass by you wave I wave back
Can’t get mad I focus on what’s prime
I’m from
Yea
Um
Real real real real real
Uh yea
Real real real real real
Wraith
OG
God money la la la la la
OG Win
I take a trip and I flip whenever I take
Ey
In una macchina sportiva con i miei fratelli, fra metto la sesta
A 200 a l'ora anche se c'è la tempesta
Scappo via dai guai, baby mi gira la testa
and suffered and struggled for fame
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain
La la la la....
Oh, celluloid heroes never feel any pain
Oh,
putting out hit's
Tryin' to shoot me
But I'm out in LA on the low livin' Gucci
And lavish
They tryin' to take they money back
It's two to they cabbage
Ooh, oh, ohh
Uh, la-la-la-la-la
Ooh-ooh (ooh, ooh)
I wanna lay by your side (ooh, ooh)
I wanna (ooh, ooh)
I wanna be on your side (ooh, ooh)
I
I'm over here on the east coast
Hit A.C. up, kick back by the ocean
I got dreams of the west coast
Palm trees
Short sleeves
Ridin three wheel motion
the door baby
And we can't seem to get through this cuz we're too immature
We said some things that we really didn't mean in the heat of the moment
We tried
on and time will always fly
Feeling like life is passing me by
We are back in the game my friend
Los tiempos de hoy con los colegas de ayer
Aunque no estemos
It’s so many ways I can start this verse
Ima start by putting niggas in hearse then leave em in the dirt
Go and check my last EP if ya females wanna
niggas, they frontin' like loans
Fuckin' this model lil' bitch from the back (skrrt)
In the tinted Maybach, almost broke all her bones
She don't do
Aye, Aye
Need you by my side
Girl you so fine
Bae hop in the coupe
We ain't wasting time
Bae you is the baddest
I ain't gotta lie
Imma put you in
the poolside
So ditch your wifi and get with the vibe you know you can find me by the poolside
Take me back to summer days woaoh swimming in the moonlight
La
la love yourself my dear
Do I make myself clear?
Out of tune piano, take me back to the day
When all my demons were small, I didn't know them by
it’s Natural High, by the Bloodstone look in your eyes
Everybody Loves the Sunshine
Roy Ayers on your record player. Mami, you keep it gangsta. Com’on
A microphone and two 1200's
So back in the day we use to fuck with Alize
Now we kick it with the liquid from Kingston J.A.
In the morning you be crudo make
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