Lyrics:
but they'd get run out again
And at every hotel we was met by the law
Come for the party, come to make sure
Ooh-oh, have we done something wrong?
We love Burt Reynolds in Cannonball Run
John Wayne ridin' into the sun
Richard Petty in pole position
The dirty version of "Family Tradition"
to capture
Balance is what I'm trying to master
My balance is raising getting my cash up
People pass and people hate when you pass them
I stood by for so long
the party's live it's only three in the morning
So activate me
People acting shady for no reason
I ain't playing what I'm saying to them
I'm out of season
her wishes
Welcome to the party
Charged up
Armageddon
And I can’t forget what you said to me
You don’t wanna day it wasn’t meant to be
Now you can’t
nice!)
You know I dey for you, ah
You see I'm the life of the party (of the party)
You see me ri, sho mo mi ri, ni? (sho mo mi ri, ni?)
Even just by
Time and space
Pushing people out
Making space
Hate me all you want
You've been labeled the disgrace
Frigid in my image
Came to pillage what you
Speed along the lane, do a turn or return to 25
When the sun goes down, you can make it
Make it good in a lay-by
We're no threat, people, we're not dirty
an'twenty-five
When the sun goes down
You can make it, make it good in a lay-by
We′re no threat, people We′re not dirty, we′re not mean
We love everybody but we do
We have to find our heart songs all by ourself
It's the voice you hear inside
Who you truly are (truly are)
Raise your voices brothers and sisters
Talk to me different
What's going on
You talking to me dirty
That shit turning me on
Every time you talking to me
Better kneel at the throne
Got my
in the car plus some mac rounds
I keep tearing up my tires hit the gas now
If you ever spoke on me bitch you on blast now
It's a cold lil dirty game
at by the people next to me (what?)
Played "Just Don't Give a Fuck" and I pressed repeat (what)
And I still don't give a fuck here and I'm almost thirty
can't hide your insecurity behind your fucking Gucci tee
People with a brain see straight and right through ya (okay, okay, okay)
Now pause
First
threaten me with ya thoughts just never speak it
One gun accompanied by prayers I never need it
Burning flesh, skin peeling, slow inferno
Take away what
myself
Pretending the water doesn't make my eyes wet
Dancing in the party, you're two people away
I pretend you I know you but you're somebody else
In my
goes by and I want this to last
So I can reflect and be happy on the past
Art should be timeless and not just trend
These people pushing projects
to understand
But still, im tryna find the best version of myself
Late night you stressing cuz i was on the roads
Sorry baby I aint tryna stay broke
First time
on – roll on – roll on
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Baltimore city, the land of the O
Wen in the richest state, but all my people poor
15 years old with a single mom
Every month
30,000 people and you're right here in this room
I've seen you everywhere, I can't get away from you
I thought you leaving was the real ending
But
disguise
Playing real life version of axis and allies
Everybody wants a piece of the pie
Willing to put their loved ones aside
To get to the prize
Men
different switching it man
Y'all just don't get it then
You know, even conscious rappers want to make love sometime and have fun and go to Parties. But rap
I was raised by priests
And teachers
People tell me
That's so needless to say
I have clearly been confused
Since before my puberty was swaying
Tryna break down these walls I built around me
Drying my eyes with shadow before I leave
Deciding the version of me that i'm wearing
Making up for
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