Songteksten

Haha lets go Moving up in the steel city Everybody wanna party not get busy So I spend every waking minute in the studio Dreaming of the day we can make it out in Cali bro Say I ain't shit hey bitch that's cool Made it this far girl how bout you Book a couple flights to the west side But i'm on the east side picking up these rebounds too East side picking up these rebounds too Going for the three man not for the two Nick cooking up beats that are hotter than you Only fucking with the tens so that's probably not you Circle is small with a fortunate few Hand off too Ty and he do what he do Yeah were packing our bags and headed out soon Hop on a plane head off to the moon Yeah we off to the moon hey we off to the beach Anyway the speakers gonna do the reach Yeah we do it for the message do it for the kids Not a lot of role models in this biz Got these California estates on our fucking mind Yeah we put in the time Golden coast and we're soaking up the vibe Yeah we feeling so high Got me feeling like we're never coming back Let's get us some plaques Hollywood put our names up on the slab They said if you wanted to make it you gotta flex Everything that you get like a Rolly on your wrist I've been tryna follow waves bitch I'm my own wave pay for my own way Money in the bank man Fuck a Supreme still rocking handy downs I came from the lowest of the lows So that shit don't hurt my self esteem And when me and J make it in this music game I'll still be Mr. Krabs pinching a penny a day Money in the bank But I could give two fucks Still the same kids you knew when we grew up I ain't change no way no way no way But I ain't playing no games no games no games Cause I came too win and take your place yo place yo place You know how fucking hard I worked to get here Everyday in the struggle where I wanna quit But I can't cause I love the game so much I get roped back in By a girl named destiney that wants me for this life All I know is the da da day I leave Will be the day I forget how to live So we cali bound Me and James gonna be the ones too make it out And also Nick The 3 Musketeers Going un un un noticed Best believe that's gonna be fixed Fuck, were's the hook Nick, Nick play the hook Play the fucking hook Oh or just cut it I don't give a fuck about a bitch like you I don't give a fuck about a bitch like you I don't give a fuck about a bitch like you
Writer(s): James Isabella Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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