Lyrics:
(Call these brothers my guys)
(Know that they fly)
(Now that they ride or die)
(I keep waving by my side)
(CJ AC, never gon' roll with ice)
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
in Mississippi,
Wanted man in ol' Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
markers of truth
No, no, no
Little by little, you judge me
Just when I think time is up
All my doubt is drowned out
By the sound of your footsteps
with flowers
The doctor won't congratulate you
No one on that pavement's gonna
Shout at you that your heart also matters
I'm not sure that you'll
stuck here against the pavement
I wanna break free; I wanna make it
Closer to your eyes, get your attention
Before you pass me by
Back up, back up; take
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
by the pavement
Walking and always talking
Never listening, you just kick back
How do you handle all the bullshit
That gets thrown your way?
Gas, goin' fast to my destination, I ain't worried 'bout traffic (no)
Look, are we in Colorado (wait) or at Mardi Gras?
Girl, you party hard, I'm
like a Latin's liver
So listen up
They be scraping your cantaloupe
Off the pavement
You know we in the place with
The guns in our waist step through
a lake in the woods like Jason
I be going step by step
You be still stuck on the pavement
New potion in the pot i'm making
You dont know about my creation
to the ocean
This pavement touches wherever we go, and
White lines flyin' by, who knows what we'll find
You and me tonight
Drive
Let's drive
When's
I'm up by the ?
Now you can steady stop gleamin the floor
I spit shit for the drops
In a square bench truck nigga blastin The Lox
Better dial up
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
turn a play boy to lover
You high me pass colorado
I wanna be your bad commando
Can't you feel love in the air anytime you call me by my name
(Baby
but Boulder, Colorado's where Ma raised the kid
Not by choice, she lost her voice cause pops was on a power trip
How is it, I could stay so friendly
Of all the things you are.
You’re Paris by moonlight, you’re Venice at dawn
You’re the Frick Museum when everyone’s gone
You’re a cucumber sandwich with
I couldn't help but get lost when I looked in your eyes
All the moments we had were too quick when they passed by
Baby, just hold my hand
I just want
you'll know where we'll be, back again
Sleeping when it's raining
And sleeping when it's fine
Trains rattling
By above
Pavement is our pillow
No
the opportunity, knocking my door
Imagination of an eights year old
I feel you by my side
There's flowers in the pavement
To filter out the crime
And I'm an egg
the pavement
It's foul and flagrant
They spray like fragrance
Where I'm from
If you don't grind
Then you won't make it
Where I'm from
If want something
Gotta
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