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Wonder even gon' regain his sight
cfrica's gon' be run by blacks
Jamaica's gon' get Bob Marley's back
Ride like a maniac
cll in the Cadillac
livin' life

How we come up
By pulling up
Promise we gon' live it up
This for my ballers world-wide, state
To state,
City
To city, 
We on the rise
Turn my music high

the sun will shine
Feels so good to say goodbye

Now By the time you hear this song I bet you've moved on
To another type of wine the kind that screws

closest
This shit's confusin', I'm loosin' my fuckin' brain
I don't know what I'm doing, movin' my issues and place 'em in the music
If you can travel

tool
Free my dogs that been locked in the zoo
Ooo
Talk to 'em
Talk to 'em
Talk to 'em
Talk to 'em
Wocky got me movin' slowly
We drop two 4's like Kobe
20

Wonderlust 
Music by Robbie Rosen and the Past 
 
Verse 
All alone, 
Only way to you is through the phone. 
Skin like gold, 
Want it so bad, but I’ll

Wonder even gon' regain his sight
cfrica's gon' be run by blacks
Jamaica's gon' get Bob Marley's back
Ride like a maniac
cll in the Cadillac
livin' life

Okay? Okay?
No way.

I gotta keep it movin'
we've been doing
all of the work and I can't believe
any of this could've happened to me
Never was meant to be

Movin' fast
The way we always did
It's hard to change into something
That I'm not

I'm getting by
The days they mend my heart
Second guessing plays

Growin' up you don't see the writing on the wall
Passin' by, movin' straight ahead you knew it all
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain,
You'll

Growin' up you don't see the writing on the wall
Passin' by, movin' straight ahead you knew it all
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain,
You'll

Growin' up you don't see the writing on the wall
Passin' by, movin' straight ahead you knew it all
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain,
You'll

Growin' up you don't see the writing on the wall
Passin' by, movin' straight ahead you knew it all
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain,
You'll

these niggas, bitches, get it
Runnin' through the 6, that's a East Atlanta city
All my niggas movin' like the Chronicles of Riddick
My big bruh a plug,

to the stars and the moon
I know this soundin' kinda soft but I don't know what to do
So I numb my brain with whatever substance I can use
I'm confused by

Yeah
Compulsively workin'
Google bars, my name known to be searched in
Waitin' on the day that people who don't know me besmirch it
Always movin

Demons catching up but I'ma keep it movin'
Kept it by my hip because I know their losin'
Losers always pissed because his business booming

know why
I don't know why
I don't know why
Cause I'd stay up hours
To be
The one that's waking up by your side
And you would just let your phone die

And a little sane
We have jobs
We have kids
We get withdrawals
And love sick
Clipped by laws
For dumb shit
But don't quit yourself
Thats rubbish
Get off that

from the PJ's to a PJ
Young nigga came up off
A motherfuckin' candle
I ain't need no nigga, by myself
I had my handle
Any situation, pop you like Fanta

of stuffin'
Just twenty feet of rope and a pocket full of nothin'
Drovin' all over this land
Well the days get hot and the night get chilly
You sit by the fire

a hypebeast
J3s, iced tea, yeah I'm movin' right
Got a mask over my face
I look like a thief at night
Pull up to the red light let's race
Turbo takin' flight

the beaten path
Turbo-charged, I’m killin’ time

Stormborn, devil’s child
Stained by the sinner’s blood
Movin’ up to a speed that thrills
Stand down! I’m

Time flew by so fast
Girl, it's been a minute
We let two summers pass
But nothing changed a bit

Still somethin' 'bout the way you're movin