Lyrics:
money now, tat' my ribs, Hillstone (yeah) I just wanna see tomorrow I'm tryna see tomorrow Mm, let's fly away, long time, ain't late I was speed
on Leave his head on the rail by the Hillstones Word is, she don't only do hits on Billboard Casing shit, I'm here for it The feds got your name
April 2015, Manhattan, New York, Hillstone Steak House OPM type shit, you feel me? I link the big bro Dayo, and he just let me hold that Patek
to deny When it all gets real hillstone backforth (INOUT) Pointless endeavour (sissphuss) Restless evermore Vaguely recognise this place But i Mistake what
a party Walk through Miracle Mile, Eat at Hillstone and leave with a smile Let's go on a shopping spree Merrick Park has what you need Coral Gables
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