[Intro: Sunni Patterson] And when you spiral through the atmosphere All they see is motion They never see the tears, they never feel the pain They always think it's nothing but it's something, such a shame So caught up in the fantasy, humanity has made a love story out of tragedy But there is no romance in life that's on the ledge And there's no one to talk you down and tuck you in the bed Lord, it's so ironic that it's funny Of something for the books or the bars To bob your head and nod I recall, so many never ever thought you'd make it So sad they were mistaken, the joy they tried to take it Mama said that "The best thing you can do and be is you This world ain't got but one, so give credit where it is due" Ain't that the truth And here you are, a black unicorn Mythical, mystical, since the day that you were born Mastered all the madness, let the magic have his way Let the power paint the day, let the god have his say Cause there's a place that you can go, no one else is allowed Sitting up on your cloud, so high when you look down Just glance upon the beauty and the wonder to be found Then know that you can stop your search, cause love is all around
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz] Yeah Free at last, free at last That's what I said when I got out my last deal Some people can't relate, sleep is the cousin of death, that is some Nas shit And when it's cold outside, so your pipes won't bust, turn on your faucets Drip, fuck the water bill, we stay in apartments And everything is a obstacle When they watching you, the hospital needs a hospital Now they mocking you, they say the flattery is sincere I rhyme like a nigga younger than me by ten years Yeah, and that's my car talking Old school running with the dogs barking Parked out that bitch like I'm sellin' coffins Weed so strong I be seldom coughin And I'm covered in Balmain Instagram pics of my lobster omelette Sellin' that parcake, life aint no arcade Now I got more knives than the 4th grade
[Hook: Chrisette Michele] Its all I really want Its all I really want to be Its all I really need I want, I want to believe Thought you had the best of me Now I'm what you need, you need
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Hear ye, hear ye You cant come near me Competition must fear me Lyrically, I could be Talib Kweli But with gold teeth it'd be hard for some to believe I leave them pussys stinkin like Summer's eve I practicin' repitition now I need a hundred G's A hundred M's, hug and squeeze Dad kept us in the Dungarees, rather rap but I love the cheese I change hoes like I change gears And my yard so big I got pet deers And my homies try to act like aint real I put my apron on and taught myself how to make meals You need a focus group, my group focus Hit the loker jokers with the hocus pocus I'm the dopest you can quote this under scope Its just me and GOAT, Dirty ass niggas will sell your ass a key of soap I'da seen em rich, I'da seen em broke I'da seen it all watch the pregnant lady smoke When the baby come out it gon' be geeked You never know he might come out to be me
[Hook]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
