Lyrics:
on the bottom
Me on top
These days it's like a tomb
Amid in the stacks of gloom
Looking out the window
In the downstairs room
And the time goes by
And the time
I found a diamond in the rough
Putting in work when this shit gets tough
Always carry keep a smile on me
Hopeful thinking by the Fountain of Dreams
Cause music's like a drug, like the air that I breathe
Keep turning it up cause it's all that I need
Well, bright lights and I'm dancing
It's like my
this every week
(Week)
Just woke from out my sleep
(Sleep)
I'm boarding like a fleet
(Whee)
Air bourne I glide
Subtle my vibe
(Yeah, yeah)
I eat it from
And I really rather be by myself
Skull on my face, feel like Cubone
Ima score it like its 3 points
Buy that shit, here, have a coupon
All right, hit
Why do I gotta get High so I don't feel no pain
When days go by sober feels like hail not rain
Never seen this much I smoke em for his chain
If you
all night
Everyone’s on it man, it’s looking like a dog fight
Looking like a dog fight
YEAH
Swing me around by my head cause i don’t feel right
lately get me out that county
I just ran into yo how I turn that hoe into a fan
Shawty suck me up I'm in the air like Peter Pan
Diamonds on me new exotic
Damn
Said get your spread like it's jam
This Percocet not a tram
Wearing designer but sell by the gram?
Damn
Get Gito out of that slam
Hop out
girl by your side and it's looking like ya might mmm
Pull up to our spot on the hill
Her eyes plus the night air is giving me chills
In the one look I
And while chasing an elusive snowflake
That was determined to reach the ground
She bumped into the businessman passing by
And nearly knocked him down
Riding out along the river stopping by the pines
It's nice for someone speaking, to be heard, by heart and mind
Lying on the needle floor the city
Hard to follow my dreams workin' this 9 to 5
People keep tellin' me my check is on the way
So sun up to sundown I'm grindin', tryin' to make it by
of a knick-knack shop
And I tossed it in the air
A girl went by with a forget-me-not
And she wore it in her hair
There was a peak of pixillation
And I never noticed
We're about to go down and you know just what to do
Wave your hands in the air like you don't care
Glide by the people as they start to look and stare
night (one one one one)
I'm a motherfuckin' gang bangin' nightmare
Wake up motherfuckers, I traded in my white Nike Airs
For a red pair of converse,
the sun and the tempered wind and the air like wine
And you drink and you drink till you're drunk on the joy of living
Farewell to you, my love, my
night
I'm a motherfucking gangbangin' nightmare, wake up motherfuckers
I traded in my white Nike Airs
For a rare pair of Converse, back to the hood
HAH ah hah AH HAH
Ah hahahaha hah ha
Yo yo I'm usually flyin through the motherfuckin air
but the utility belt on my underwear need repairs
The world is held together by the wind
That blows through Gena Rowland's hair
Through the window, the warm summer air does a two-step
I wish I could think
got shot
But the parties don't stop and the parties don't care
It's a stick-up, it's why we got our hands in the air
50,000 deep, and it sound like
Feeling like I was drawn to
I don’t know if I can lie
I don’t know If could give you a hunch
And Maybe it just a joke
But I take it too real
Tonight
You got
(Yep)
“Started from the bottom now we here” (Swish)
Yeh, black billionaire goals (Ah)
G-6 where I go (Ah)
Tours look like air shows (Ah)
Clear water, bare
of the ground like busy, trust me
We been fed but still we are hungry
Don’t bug me buddy Im busy busting on a beat by Bugsy
Sounds lovely, get you off the wall
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