Lyrics:
I'm sitting here in this coffee shop. Y'know the one there by Allen street. The town is filled with thousands of middle class college kids living off
every turn
Hope is our four letter word
Make that money watch it burn
Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think
when it heard the first blast
And then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed
And the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar
Looked more like
Young virgin is helpless, she can't stop death
The door of Erlik's world opened in the tent
Poor old soul surrendered to the dark
The Murder of evil in
from coming back that isn't for me
Never looked in the past isn't going back that isn't for me
Hopped up off my ass and in a bag we getting money
I'm
to deep dont rip your roots just ask
Every little memories past
Floating in a really dark glass with the windows down
Remember those rides through town
the way she talk her shit
She got a accent (yeah)
Just a young nigga, I was in them streets
Lookin' for a nigga I'ma rob today (Grrtt)
Now I got bands, I
laza for the baps
Damn
I can't even can
Whip my d*** out for the can
I hit a six before nine in a band
I'm WAY too young to be the way I am
But f*** it
you fuckin' broke
I'm glad I got taught by a nigga that I could call my dad
Even though I had real problems, I was in my bag
We was young, but I was
lotta ways to get rich and I'm doin' it all
Step on opps, turn this hoe to a brawl
I'm dyin' for money, they dyin' for fame
I'm all in her guts stabbin'
a home with the oldies on
Help me out in math and still got every answer wrong
Where would I be in this world had it not for Lee
Kept my head in the books
never D'ing
Gotta get the Gleesh in
Shit can get confusing
Put the blanket on em since they snoozing
Can't love no girl
All these girls they be choosing
in a world of you and a girl,
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl.
You must spread the words of the master teacher.
You die by
and girls
Unless you got money then you raise them in a different world
Like I’m the alien?
Like my whole presence on this earth got you irked?
Fuck you
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Money's the motivation, money's the conversation
You on vacation, We gettin paid so
We on paycation, I did it for the fam
time (can't waste no time)
When you by my side, is the only time, that you down to ride yeah
I'm fucked up girl my bad
Wait a second get in my bag
Too
Tell me tell me issa blessing or a burden
Please send a message am I meant for this purpose
Born into this world it's a circus
A young Son of Christ
the light in the world
They shine on their own, they're better than pearls
Diamonds look good on boys and on girls
Wear them when you're young, wear them when
your pretty little hand in mine
You could search the world over
Right up till the end of time
Every night I get to hold her
Sweet Corrina, now
nobody seems to know why
You need to wake up world
We all are trapped in the system
But it's just no good time to play the victim
Hear me though
Young
Yeah, yeah hoodrich Pablo, man
Money, plugs, and guns that boy Cassius
Let me see it, ooh
Every day I wake up, I get dead fresh
Every day I wake up
every million made keep it circulating
DVSTY that’s the conversation
I been patient seeking reparations
I put the time in, with no appreciation
No
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
And I'm better than flashbacks
Poppin' like man
When they get a new snap back
Took a break while the world's on lockdown
Now I got the world on the
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