Lyrics:
"Second floor, hardware, children's wear, ladies lingerie
Oh, good morning Mr. Tyler, going down?"
Yeah
Workin' like a dog for the boss man
could live a little more
Look up to the sky, not just the floor
I feel like my life is flashing by
And all I can do is watch and cry
I miss the air, I
would amount to nothin'
That I had talent for nothin'
Said I would succumb to violence
Or be silenced by a gunman
I could just hear the folks now, "He
Fab 5 Freddy on they ass
Supermodel sharing bottles with a street nigga
She like a Hoover in an Uber by the East River
Fuck a martini this is for
Boy, you got me all mixed up like Cerrato
You got me spinnin' 'round for you like a little model
Steady feenin' for you like them fries at McDonald
Boy, you got me all mixed up like Cerrato
You got me spinnin' 'round for you like a little model
Steady feenin' for you like them fries at McDonald
like I can fly, yeah
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball (oh), just so I can flex (flex)
Take the air out the mall,
Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe
Just gonna drop this on one of them Moby beats
Here we go
C'mon
Put your hands in the air
Alright y'all
Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe
Chuck
Just gonna drop this on one of them moby beats
Here we go
c'mon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / y'all
Yo it's money time
Yeah
Yes sir
Oh, oh whoa, oh yeah
Hey hey
I'm trying to stuff 'em til they can't fit no more
I'm talking Donald Trump
the years we?ve spent
(Only changing names)
(Protect the innocent)
Like a seed that is planted by the water
Appear to die before new birth
Changing its
sign, he's different from all kinds
Rock you all of the time, just form a single line
A lot of MC's like to talk 'bout they self
A first-grade topic,
care
Standin' outside on a Friday livin on tha edge
'Cause we all got 'dem hard heads
It's seems like we all are waitin'
For a drive by playin tag
Flappin' his wings, makin' me sing
It was just about to rain
Like it was Dreamville
Where I was born
Light years from here
And the air smelled good
We were diggin' and siftin' from five to five
Sellin' everything we found just to stay alive
Gold flowed free like the whiskey in the bars
Sinnin'
Flappin' his wings, makin' me sing
It was just about to rain
Like it was Dreamville
Where I was born
Light years from here
And the air smelled good
starts wondering it's like to be liked by everyone
And like everyone be just like anyone
And just wants to be so just like anyone
She reaches through
of your hand
But you never come around, you just sit and look down
Donald and Gerry were never good
Lost in the wilderness, out in the wood
Just like
hot air
And three thumbs, two for typing, one just dangles there
Shut Up Donald
Why can’t you just be quiet
Don’t you think it’s time you walked into
by the rules by the rules by the rules
After the thunder must come the rain
After our beautiful karma must come the pain
Just like the constellations,
It's not like me
To hold somebody down
But I was tossed high by love
Almost never came down
Only to land here
But love's no longer found
Where I'm no
a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh baby, baby, it's a wild world
I'll always remember you just like a child girl
You know I've
chase the day
And wasn't it you who told me:
Angels fly in the air tonight
Saying wasn't it just like swimming out on the lake?
And stars collide
A long time forgotten
Dreams that just fell by the way.
The good life he promised,
It ain't what she's living today.
She's never complaining
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