Lyrics:
up tight
Blackhawks over Los Angeles
The civil strife between the left and right
As the occupation falls
The homeless have taken Beverly Hills
squeeze the wires, we will be thrown away by bends
Twenty-five happens only once, but they will fly by like a lifetime
There's a skinny backpack behind
in anything
I said I'll believe in anything
And you'll believe in anything
If I could get the fire out from the wire
I'd share a life and you'd
and told me to take my mind off that weed
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big homeboy gave to me
A whole lot of everything, and it wasn't nuthin' but
Taylor's in that stash
By that 7-45 beamer
And the way you give back shots
Like Venus and Serena
Have a nigga on stage gangsta leanin', oooh
If ever you
A butterfly burnt by flame
She fluttered with her life
She stood outside till the winter came
Little face, they cut you down
They push your face into
Ride ride ride, up all night
Ride, it'll blow your mind
Baptism by the fire
Don't let me roll the tires
Baptism by the fire
Your fever burn the wire
among the crowd (Among the crowd)
I feel alone on the wire (On the wire)
And she feels carried by the sound
When it lights on her fire
And she dances
Hello! ma honey,
Hello! ma ragtime gal,
Send me a kiss by wire,
Baby, my heart's on fire!
If you refuse me,
Honey, you'll lose me,
Then you'll
I don't need your help bitch
Imma do it by my lonely
See the business just my business so I put it on me foley
Got my middle fingers up i'm screaming
to me
I'm up on the tight wire
Flanked by life and the funeral pyre
Putting on a show for you to see
Like a rubber-neck giraffe, you look into my
She's sittin' by the water where the river gets wide
Thinkin' 'bout swimming to the other side
Got a Malboro red, and a can of cold Bud
Toes
Me and lil' sosa in cabo and shit
On a first class to Cabo lil' bitch
Popped a lil' pill I'm swallowing shit
And Beverly Hills come follow me bitch
and win by proper means
Grab a pen a sloppily craft blueprints that optics seen
Take another breath and then explain at a traffic stop
Lookin'
I cannot wait until me and my momma could move into Beverly Hills
I used to wake up at 5 in the morning so just so I could do all them drills
I'm
Every crow was watching
Beverly land in child's pose
Now she's getting washed out
Spread across the dirt floor
There's something I can't floss out
By
I got fantasies of living in Beverly Hills
Like I'm Stephen Curry everybody Beverly still
Just because I got bars they trynna lock me up
Used
by scoundrels
In a sea of jealousy so you can tell it’s me
I pictured a perfect picture through LSD
Rollin’ devils lettuce heavenly
Strolling like
(Jaymison Beverly) (Haaa JB)
(It's your boy)
(King Kiba)
(Sharp) (Zero Aye)
Just another real one (Aye)
All these fakes civilians
Chasing all
Bad bitch from Beverly Hills
Trynna fuck
Cuz she know that I'm real
New Porsche
I ain't need no deal
Ballin on these niggas
I ain't need no skill
He
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
(I hear that Beverly)
All my diamonds shining
Dripping down the chain
Grinding my whole life
Now I'm finally in the game
Never feeling out of place
Rodeo Drive or Skid Row
That was then
Inseparable like Beverly and Bill
But that was then
Didn't wanna change, thought we never
to floss
Lamb talk I'm the goat
You can tell by my exhaust
Skrt Skrt on yo bitch
Ride this dick til the wheels fall off
Beverly
Hills
In the Nose bleeds it
the industry
I was just on 52nd now SRTs in Beverly
I just stuffed 3 of exotic plus this drank in my body
He better watch where he step
We not looking for drama
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