Lyrics:
Everyone’s sick around me and I’m starting to get a cold
I don’t know why people want to hang out when they’re sick, it’s very American
No one wants
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
are you cumming? Are you c-cumming?
And I'ma ask you is it runnin', baby?
You ain't never had the shit 'til you got dug by a thug
And fucked doggy
are you cumming? Are you c-cumming?
And I'ma ask you is it runnin', baby?
You ain't never had the shit 'til you got dug by a thug
And fucked doggy
and y'all breakin' the code
Y'all don't really think I can be hot in the club
Y'all think I'm washed up like I got in the tub but
I'm keepin' it
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
'm coming home to my city by the bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb halfway
All I ask is change
I need her by my side
I can't leave her behind
All this time remains
Blood rushin' like I got hypertension
Is there somethin'
I was waiting for you by the ocean
Knew it was fate, the first time we met
Could've sworn that somebody was watching
But now
It's too late and you're
kid
You stay back like adlibs, I buy, I don't ask shit, I pop shit and pop tags, bitch
This New Era be cappin', uh
Me, Sean, T off that Pusha T,
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
get yourself out here fast
We'll send for your things and put you in a nice hotel
I knew I was doin' good
They typed it on an Underwood
My letter came
I've been waiting in San Francisco
To know you still care
Don't let that white bird fly
Then I know you won't be there
I'll be sitting by
'm going home to my city by the Bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
good again
Dropped some acid and tried
To kill my girlfriend
Broke her arm and almost killed the ho
Don't ask why 'cause I
Really don't fuckin' know
But
'm going home to my city by the Bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the cold hearted things that I
have done
I said I'm sorry by now at least once
Some people ask me where I've been lately
They thought I fell off, nobody could save me
They play in the background, I don't back down
So don
[Verse 1]
Now I don' told this nigga to shut his mouth
I guess he wasn't hearin' me
I'm beyond this peon, he's scared of me
Apparently he don't see
don start no stopping things
Yeah
That's why they wanna be me
Cause I'm somewhere where Naeto could see me
Na me dey run the south
Too much swag even
Imparable como Rambo
La ráfaga del palabreo los tiene envidiando
Yeahhhh
I got all eyes on me
The competition dying off
They ask me how I do it
not even
out life
Ask, “How you do this”
I’m in season, it cost to bloom
Lord renew us
This shit is useless
I don’t seek to be understood
I speak to seek
or overloaded
Or have I lost all sense of worth
This lady beggin' for survival
Doomed by a twist of fate from Earth
I met this woman in San Francisco
She
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