Lyrics:
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
Cool breeze summer night nothing weighing on my mind
We don't needa rush yeah we could take our time
We could take a detour we don't need road signs
So o o o o o o o o o
So o o o o o o o
That night after that morning?
Nights illuminating a better start
Days falling by final sigh
Feelings jumping
a hop in my walk
Because life been treating me good
I had a feeling it would
Because I've been doing it right
Working hard every night
With the dogs we
and rollerskates)
(And rollerskates, and rollerskates)
Girl meets boy on Thursday night
Boy was high, girl fly like kite
They hold hands until next day
Boy
And we back to work going back to work
Long days, long nights going back to work
Yeah we back to work going back to work
Overtime, all the time going
At the end of every day
Baby, it's as easy as that
It ain't hard to get to Heaven when you got an angel
Layin' in bed right by your side (bed right by
nigga, rush that nigga
get that nigga, man bust that nigga
[Chorus 2]
You want to front on me in front of them hoes (Fuck you)
you want to go and try
and black
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows, boy, she didn't even blink
And the hangin' judge was sober,
bales by the day
I can move a whole hundred
Couple niggas say they got paper on my head
They frontin', yeah
Poppin' big shit, nigga know my clique lit
mourn falling stars
They still living all hard (We still here)
Now of course this was
Inspired by 2Pac Shakur
Eazy-E, still here (still here)
My man
All my niggas dangerous
Mad max mix wit some angel dust
What a rush
We just in telly straight fuck
Panties to the side got no time finna bust
No
night
With GOOD company and better jewelers
To the Good Life, we GOOD music
Man, I wake up to a wet dream
Every day’s a Friday and every
Nights a sex
the valley
All by herself, goin' on the ho stroll
Comin' back home late night with the bankroll
You know a bitch like that makes me sick
But I heard that she
(Big Moe)
Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chillin with my partna named D-mo
Its on his birthday we comin through
In
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
mother won't know that you do a bit of crime
Your father's on the dole and he really hasn't got the time
In the big city, where it's hard to see the sky
Dream big, hustle hard
Dream big, hustle hard
Dream big, hustle hard
Dream big
Hustle, hustle, hustle hustle hustle hard
Dream big, dream big
Hustle,
runnin' shit like Suge Knight
If I get to hit after the function its a good night, Aye
I be goin' hard like a big rock
Pull up to the scene with a big
of the night and guilelessly whispers
'You're good kid, you're gonna make it big'
I'm polite and say 'thank you' though he knows no reality
As to how hard it
mental, hustle, get the weed to spark
Niggas outside, all day, even after dark
Niggas hustle hard, like the Gods don't believe in God
Cocaine central,
said, homie, pimp the hoes
Ain't no need in playin' games, none at all
Fakin' like a giant when you're just too small
No need to rush, take your time
now
Don't wish I could but I can't turn round
Big hills
Small wheels
Good times
Cheap thrills
Big hills
Small wheels
Big dreams
No bills
Big hills
now
Don't wish I could but I can't turn round
Big hills
Small wheels
Good times
Cheap thrills
Big hills
Small wheels
Big dreams
No bills
Big hills
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