Lyrics:
(Here we go, motherfuckers)
Do you want to come to a party
My friends picked me up in their truck at 11:30
This thing's at a frat house but
pool
Real life mermaids
Models in my living room
Lined by Hermes
Yeah nigga
Somebody must have heard me when I prayed
'Cause I'm paid cash money
20 years
Or sung a happy song
Since praying went with innocence
And the divil played along
And we all went up to the Mero,
Hey there who's
won't leave
You know the writing on the wall
That's how you lose it all
Let the walls fall down around you
Let the bills and dishes stack up to the sky
I just wanna thank God
For all the pretty women he let into my life
All the Benjamins you let me count
Wealth and health
For my family
And lettin' me
the states underground there's a cave full of gold
Back up a truck and we'll fill it with all it can hold
Take ten million and please don't fuss
If you find
a house in the hills
You're payin' everyone's bills
And they tell you that you're gonna go far
But in the back of my mind
I hear it time after time
"Is
and I pray
There’s plenty to go round I swear
But it’d be different if I never said prayer
I be prayed up
I stay prayed up
I be prayed up
I stay
I got me a deuce and a quarter, babe
She will ride you right
Pick you up about half past nine
We can ride all night
I came up from the country, baby
keep a-playin' Chicken Reel all day
One night when from a party she was walkin' home with Bill
Now he's a steady feller and the night was dark
Atms for a twenty-dollar bill
Knife, a pan, an empty can
Hallway bulbs and peepholes covered up
By the time you read this, it will be too late
By
sold me out Speed freaks at my door It's all the same to me Everybody's barkin' up the same ol' tree
I hate everybody but you And it won't get better
rolled up on the table that's from last night
I woke up prayed to God I promise this the last time
Dollar bills and cigarettes
Take a breath I ain't dying
somethin'
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a Glad bag
Fuck all your opinions, I'm tie 'em up in a shoestring
And fuck the fat lady, it's over when
Why would I tell you something different?
This is how I live how I came up junkies
Shooting their brains up
Niggas letting them things bust all
Over
a choice to make
To either walk a path of love
Or be crippled by our hate
We have time to cause pollution
We have time to cause confusion
All wrapped
peace last night but I couldn't breathe
Picturing your messed up fantasies
Is that all I'm worth to you
Is that all I am to you
And I prayed for peace
Pretty little toes stunting on these hoes
Buy another bag
Bad little vibe, keep her by my side
Case a dirty bitch gotta catch this fade
Do it all
freeze
Increase the light up by degrees and ignite the trees, with ease
RatPack what they call us, a boss like Marsellus Wallace
Droppin' Jules like bad
show up
This shit remind me of a drive-by
More motherfuckers die by accident than on purpose, why?
Cause they don't know what they doin'
They see if
A recycled cast of characters
All the people I know are apparitions, holy ghosts
Possessed by growing up
Disappear when you need them the most
Late at night
(That's Dee Wheezy on the beat boy)
Head down I'm prayed up
Stay humble with paper
Being rich looks great but
Hollywood been made up
Some never don't wake
it up
'Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck
I leave that radio playing
Same old country station where you left
Three waitresses all wearing
Black diamond earrings
Talking about zombies
And Singapore slings
No trouble in their faces
Not one anxious voice
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