Lyrics

I don't want a fan, want a fam Tryna get bands with the bang got a plan Of attack and a lack and a man draw line in the sand like Iraq and Iran take roofie planet (planet) understand? (Yeah) Gotta branch out, grab my hand like, last dance Gotta take that one more chance If I wanna be a star, gotta go like van, like vrooms, so sadan Young man, young man, everything I do on brand (on brand) Everybody following the kid with the iced down neck 'cause They know its a chain of command, too sharp don't glance, goddamn (goddamn) Hope that you're feeling the vibe (vibe) Everybody moving to side to side and I don't Gotta wait, never getting tired, I mean you're so high (high) Alright, alright, alright dazed and confused all night (yeah) When did the moon gets so bright? When the stars all gotta align, huh? When you go, alright Oh, that's right, hi I wanna be in your life I wanna take you to places that you never been and paint pictures a word at a time I wanna teach you to fly and not come down Tryna find truth in life to find love now, what now? I don't wanna wait 'til they come round Doing this all for future sex love sounds Me and love-SadKid the new N-sync We don't got planned shit its all in sync See no got them the beat go goddamn and I'm that young man with heat that sounds so amazing Right, can't quit it Everybody wanna fade me but I'm chillin' I don't got nothing against time I don't kill it, spin it Tryna make a second with a million Billion, raise me the sun Tryna make a mic turn to a whole building Tryna get bills in still be real but above all else I want you to feel it, really Cash, cash money bags that's just all I'm worried 'bout You know what I got to do, you know what I'm doing, gettin' Cash, cash money babe clock is always running babe You two used to do the maneuver and now it's runnin' late Cash, cash money bags that's just all I dream about Music is the avenue you just toot to songs about Cash cash money babe got to go it's running late On the grind like all the time feel free to come and join me babe Got me feeling like a king with a crown now (crown), new crew, same kid with a crowd now (crowd) I check what I'm doing with a spy cam (yeah) Ain't nobody know the hustle that they found out (no) Afro man he's kinda tan a ladies man, he makes his beats with pots and pans Man, I'm a fan of that young man with a grin on his face and his mic in his hand (young man, young man) Like me and Dahm san sensei your view thing Take a step back boo, you a fruitcake Who knew you back when it was cold out Ice age baby talking awkwardly broke now Somehow all you say is darou now Who knew outta pocket dropping would Never make you take a second and stop (okay) Singing (right) Cash, cash money bags that's just all I'm worried 'bout You know what I got to do, you know what I'm doing, gettin' Cash, cash money babe clock is always running babe You two used to do the maneuver and now it's runnin' late Cash, cash money bags all I dream about Music is the avenue you just toot to songs about Cash cash money babe got to go it's running late On the grind like all the time come and join me babe Wow, welcome to Constellations everybody
Writer(s): Jeffrey Sieminski, Benjamin Mcgibboney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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