Lyrics:
When I was a kid I grew up in a house on a hill
Not the top, not the bottom, but the middle
And I still remember where I cracked my head
In
Open my eyes and i'm surrounded by the mountain tops
It's a vibe in the hills might have to go and buy a house on top
Smoke in the air yeah we been
lass
Where do you live my honey?"
"In a wee house up on the top of the hill
And I live there with my mammy"
[Chorus]
"If I went to the house
lots of money, no debt, all cash
Seven female wives, seven seven seven female wives (Yes sir)
I walk in the club and all eyes on me
You can tell by my
gotta move cautious, yeah
Know I'm shifting I get it and go
Stick on the passenger seat when I ride
And if it go down imma stick to the code, yeah
Most
disconnected
It's like they put a new MP in the Captains seat
And they see the big red button
When elected saying all passengers to be ejected
Us the public then
Right now I'm chilling in a house on a hill
Think you could pull up gimme something I can feel
No time for games better make this shit real, shit
filled with cars, houses in the hills
Living debt free, got bills paid in advance
Corporate credit lines
That's how I wanna be living mine
Upgrade your
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
Ride out
You pussy nigga
Trying to hide out
At your house
With the 9's out
ABG ain't no timeout
We riding out
Ride out
You pussy nigga
Trying to hide
We're lost on a dusty road, dusty
I got nowhere to go, nowhere
Except the house on the hill who got on a show, hill
I'm seeing violet lights
Blue
regularly, through every hill and valley
(I'm here to teach you only truth)
It's Mister Warm and Easy
Somebody please believe me
(For the things you do,
Filthy
Papa kids all acting like they build things
Filthy
On my momma never in the hills again
Cursed by these cities that could never do wrong
Til
gotta be
The best thing since Starks and Clark Wallabees
African killer bees blackwatch
On your radio, blowin out yo' watts
From Park Hill, the house
gotta be
The best thing since Starks and Clark Wallabees
African killer bees blackwatch
On your radio, blowin out yo' watts
From Park Hill, the house
the broker Hughes, he's as odd as ever still
See I used to crash at his mother's house, when I hung on Fairmount Hill
I paid a flying visit to my first
back when New York was dirty
Hat low wit two box cutters in my certy
Queens was my residence, AQ
Marine Terrace, right by the water, the greatest view
kids find it awkward
Female paupers on a quest, midnight marauders
Street corners is the office, the lawyers and the bosses
Pass by, cheating on their
back
House on a hill and I’m about to hike that on ‘em
Castle walls (Ugh) glass doors, windy roads
Beverly Hills (God) Hollywood
I’m falling right away
never last
It's a flash sale
Winner winner chicken dinner
Whatever that bidder said
Get out my momma house
And buy my momma house
Up in the hills
Been
Passenger in a slab
Or court side by Joel Embiid
She's a bread hunter
That Bria keep em coming
That Bria keep a roster
Can't trust her you gotta watch her
You
Pray that you here by the end of this fall
End of this Fall
Pray that you here by the end of this fall
Quiet in passenger back from ya mama house
Ya dude
Better be in the house by sunset
Don't get caught by the wrong set
Knock ya ass off with no sweat
Everywhere my skin a big threat
Can't even drive in
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