I don't really know where we gonna end up
Or when we gonna let go, no
I don't really care if we end it in the AM or the PM
Hit the road, woah
I don't really give a f*ck, you never gave me trust yeah
What's the point of waiting?
Drop it in the morning, got a phone and pole
And I'm Californicating
Yeah I hit a club, I been f*cking f*cked up
And I hit it no relation
A hundred million dollars in the bank
And I swear its an unlimited duration
Fiends in the scene and I bleed for my creed
Don't you test my patience
It dont really make sense
Nah
It don't really make sense
Back
'25 I just took another lap, yeah
2011 I ain't know how to act, yeah
No Ceilings even then that's a fact, yeah
Now I run it, back
Two 40's in the front and in the trap
250 for the bitches in the back
How you living', why you stressin' on me
All I got are blessings on
Move it
Shorty got a bag and now she coolin'
Got her thinking bout the the things im doin'
Wake up in the morning I ain't movin', yeah she groovin'
Who you fooling'?
One too many mentions on a Tuesday
One too many flowin' off the D'usse
Take another sip, I'm on a new wave
This a new wave
Back
'25 I just took another lap, yeah
2011 I ain't know how to act, yeah
No Ceilings even then that's a fact, yeah
Now I run it, back
Two 40's in the front and in the trap
250 for the bitches in the back
How you living', why you stressin' on me
All I got are blessings on
Everything that I ever need is sitting right in front of me
But the way you move your body seem more fun to me
If I said "I'm sorry," would you run to me?
Don't you run to me
Got a drink in my cup and I'm wasted on love
Taste for a touch, if I chase it enough
If I said "I'm sorry," would you run to me?
Don't you run to me
If I said "I'm sorry," would you run to me?
Don't you run to me
Everything that I ever need is sitting right in front of me
But the way you move your body seem more fun to me
If I said "I'm sorry," would you run to me?
Don't you run to me
Back
'25 I just took another lap, yeah
2011 I ain't know how to act, yeah
No Ceilings even then that's a fact, yeah
Now I run it, back
Two 40's in the front and in the trap
250 for the bitches in the back
How you living', why you stressin' on me
All I got are blessings on
If I said "I'm sorry," would you run to me?
Don't you run to me
Everything that I ever need is sitting right in front of me
But the way you move your body seem more fun to me
If I said "I'm sorry," would you run to me?
Don't you run to me