Lyrics:
like that gold on a rose shit from the swap meet
It's real, man, it's real
This shit ain't real, man
You better get the fuck outta here and come back
know
No one's alone wen the sunset vibing over you know
You know something baby
Sun's been shining lately
If you need a lover
Oh yeah here come my love
Written by Expo1,Showrock
Verse 1 (Expo)
I came from a era when they shoot shit up more then herion young bull came from the bottom they said we will
again and again wondering like
Chorus:
Why am I here? - I don't know man I'm stuck in limbo
Watching how the things go flashing by
Why am I here? - You
duckin from?
Breathe
They come, passed the fight every fuckin one
Breathe
They some, punks bound to sell coke and guns
Breathe
Spray guns, life
what I sip smoke Gary Payton
Tell by the way that I look I ain't out here playing
Broke niggas make the best crooks what i pull up playing
Windows Down
He said please come to Boston
For the springtime
I'm stayin' here with some friends
And they've got lots of room
You can sell your paintings
the most uh
That's the sound of lords
What u come around here for
The world is always turning
You can turn a cheek or turn it up
Turn to us to serve it up
California every time I ride
And when that money counter ring
It's a fuckin' brag
Andale, andale that's how the money come
Andale, andale that's how the money
like that gold on a rose shit from the swap meet
It's real, man, it's real
This shit ain't real, man
You better get the fuck outta here and come back
twerkin'
I want a real ho with no surgery
With this rap shit, I'm comin' like Kyrie Irving
Bread Gang 6L, that's what I am, nigga, Fatt Fox serve
And here's where the pimp lies
I spit game at the globe
First week deuce five
[Chorus]
I'd rather be ridin' than walkin'
While all you loud mouth
Pharisees fuelled by jealousy got their head in books like a bunch of geeks jeeze
I feel sorry for the sheep they lead
Hypocrisy hidden in their speech
yeah
Some of that Beats By the Pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)
Get your ice, get your cups, 'cause we 'bout to get fucked in here
You heard
baby, I can betcha that we won't be 'round here for long
Freedom train keeps movin' on
Stoppin' off and take it slow
Top it off when we get low
Only
baby, I can betcha that we won't be 'round here for long
Freedom train keeps movin' on
Stoppin' off and take it slow
Top it off when we get low
Only
and California call me in this song.
I'm wishin'.
I wish that everything was cold,
I wish you were here to hold,I'm wishin'.
Little darlin' I see
Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm stayin' here with some friends and they've got lots of room
You can sell your paintings
Please come to Boston for the spring time
I'm staying here with some friends
And they've got lots of room
You can sell your paintings
Yeah
Just had to stretch man
It's real serious in here right now
The limbo is sitting still
Let's get it
Come on
All black whips with the all black
it roll
California
We're glad to know ya
I hear you´re saying
We made it babe
California at last
Yeah here we come
Looking out
by my side aint no youngsters over here just real Gs that’s down to ride
You know I’m strictly rhymin true playa from the start and if u feelin luck
Cause I love this state
California's where I'm from
Where the snitches get erased
One day, it's no joke
Where the youngins come and play
Underneath
to roll!"
"Nothin' left to roll?", screams Pearl, "Is this some twisted joke?â??
â??I didn't come here to fuck around, man, I come here to SMOKE!"
And she
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