Lyrics:
wheel in the middle
With the passenger side on both sides my nigga
Got a brand new Jag with a brand new Vet
Going to the MGM six to point nigga bet
Got
out we down South
With cats that sell crack gold caps in they mouth
Mom kick me to da curve for holdin' crack in the house
Since it's real in the field,
a house in the hills had to pay a high price
I been getting money so you want to talk shit
I feel like the man when I walk in functions
Pull up in foreign
in the sandbox
At the daycare center run by ex-cons
Commin' over the first hill
I felt my body jerk
The attendant did not strap me in
I see the loop
Now I’m in a spaceship, tryna’ reach me
Now I’m on stage, bitch wanna fuck me
I’m high up in the hills and I cant see
Cause y’all fake ass down
Yeah yeah
Go getter by nature survivor by law
Affi work fi weh wi want
Lawgiver from joe river
Tun up the hustling pan di roadside
From rocky
Wathen's, Old Fitz, Old Whiskey River
Big House, Taylor, New Riff, Rock Hill
Fighting Cock, Johnny Drum, Vintage, Noah's Mill
Ezra, Rowan's Creek, Hirsh
Have gal everywhere
Deh pon her knees
But nuh think say she a pray
Up that hill like Jack and Jill
Gal batty big no chicken pill
Yardman drill this
(Tracy Byrd/Byron Hill)
Not so long ago
On his way home from work
He'd stop by the side of the road
Step out of that old beat up Ford
That he
project Park Hill (tang-o-Phonics number one)
You represent that project Murder West Brighton Now Born
Arm banging into that will
Word up (after
I told you that I would return
But by the look upon your face you had already discerned
You pulled me to the side and you begged for me to stay
But
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
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Easy categorization from
Catch a sneak peak of death if you ain't on ya P's and Q's
They carry banana clips and niggas'll peel you for ya shoes
It's the blues, but not on Hill
That spilled over from the gardens of the houses on Cyprus Avenue
Watching the moth catcher working the floodlights in the evenings
And meeting down by
every time I think I'm about to be found
Got a house on the hill, house on the beach
Got a view, but I'm peeping at my own two feet
How sweet, I'm never
to leave the house.
She and her father-in-law
walked and walked over the hills.
Oh dear. I'm really exhausted.
Let's take a short break here.
Yes, father.
You never do anything around this house
Better wash those dishes
Better watch that mouth
Getting those grades up is what
You're about to do okay,
And she like to hear my songs
And she like to play em back
Got a house up in the hills, with a forest in the back
And she doesn't shave her ass she got
hills and meadows
I've risen up from the dead
With the burning leaves of autumn
If only for one last chance
That all of whom have been defeated
To put
up
So I'm runnin and racin, blunt smokers are chasin
This is insane, I'm caught by House of Pain
I'm picked up, they said they gonna Put My Head Out
(Just so you know, nigga
My homegirl caught you at Catch with that ho
Fuck you, nigga)
Catch me in the Hills
They can't catch me lackin',
climbing that hill, but this shit takes skill,
We don’t pop no pills, we trynna pay bills, need a house on the hills, trynna go to Brazil, cuz I need
So I'll be leavin' this house without you
That's the last thing I thought I'd ever do
How could we come so far and be so close
And have such
I've never had a way with women,
But the hills of Iowa make me wish that I could
And I've never found a way to say I love you,
But if
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