Lyrics:
the station, the trains flying by so near
You could nearly touch them, but they're going way too fast to commandeer
We had no choice to give up and crestfallen
I grab your hand and take you somewhere new
We walk up to the hill out by my place
And I lend my jacket as a mans supposed to do
So let me take you
I'm falling for you
I'm falling for you
I'm falling for you
I'm falling for you
Now don't stand by my mike if you don't wanna sing
Don't tune me
Bring the hood through what I could do
Lil' baby, she know that I'm worth it
Can't tell me that I don't deserve, ayy
Billion bucks if you want this
[Scoob:]
Hah hah, hey hey, laugh now nigga
My man's right behind you, Kane pull the trigger
I don't play, I'm from the hill where shit is real
to swerve so let's go
No more drivin' around in circles, let's roll
I could show you my moves while we're headlights ends
And brake lights burnin' like
Over the hills and through the valley,
You were the only one I could count on.
Collecting thatch on the moors by the inlet,
And a clearing
voluntarily
Like the leaves that brush the buses in the summer
Branches on my birth year, 94,
Up at Notting Hill, I promised nothing
Down by Holland Park, I
the nigga in me accompanied by the cognac
You can ask around, don't fuck with the Mobb
I could've told you that, where you been at
You must have cut class
If
Well I walked to the market by the riverside
To see if I could be rid of these blues
But I couldn't shake the feeling I've been misapplied
In all
praying for progress
If you live in the hills how you stay in the projects
So folks won't listen if they think what I'm saying is conscious
They'd rather
no hoe, it's the quality of knowing
that the part of getting dough, is you can't be out of control
If you get in the way of my paper, by my skyscraper
infatuated
By how much I can bring to the table
Swear I won't never need labels they cross on you like Cain did able
I could never cross 1 of my brothers
Yes, Lord, it's all good, you know I hustle
In the tanktop with no muscle, all in the hood
And roll dice by the elevator, and post up
And wait there,
you receive my car
When did you send it
Yesterday shouldve been there by now
9 4 5 9 1 Vallejo California mail box ect 9 4 5 9 1
Damn shit what
And you let 'em know the safe code
And you knew him for a month though
But you call them niggas big bro
You could move in the Hidden Hills
And we still
heard guys like you got bad juju
But you could pick me up
I'd spend all of my days with you
Day and night
By my side
Shining lights
And diamonds in your
I’m tryna describe
By saying to myself
Shawty you blessing
And you my number 1 contestant
With dat look in yo eyes
You got me feeling like
Shawty you
2022 but I still feel threatened by you
You are acting like a king, kinda medieval
Talking about me, like I’m a “piece of ass”
How small is that mind
Across the Ohio
Written by Dale Farmer, 2009
Fare you well Kentucky girl my time has come to go
I'm going to make my living there, across the Ohio
grandma feel
She still ain't come up to visit you up on the hill
You left so soon, so I know how she feel
Felt by myself and I'm just here to keep it real
protector
You set off
My bullshit detector
I'm throwing out all
Our old love letters
Without you
I could be so much better
Red flags up
My guard's rock solid
move and imma bust em
i'm sleeping on the floor with my nines by the door
war ain't fair it's war
frontline, mutherfucka
mos(talking):
u can never
the hill, I could still see you there)
Get along with you baby
Been so long since I've called you my lady
Why you playing with fire, stacked up for days
You
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