Hesitation, wipe the tears from your eye (Tears from your eyes) Wish I still could see you, my dawgs livin' in the sky (My dawgs livin' in the sky) You get your wish, we got them sticks and we gon' slide (We gon' slide) Keep yourself a pistol and make

Say you wanna get in And then you wanna get out When you get the money To buy yourself a castle How will you wear your leisure Zipper back and front On the fence together Weekends in leather Flip to the right

Get off your ass and hustle Niggas they runnin' for cover I'm fuckin' your bitch under covers I'm the definition of a hustler I was juggin' so hard, got busted (busted) Them lil' model bitches ain't nothin' I would hustle so hard, my wrist straight

Inevitable that you a go enjoy yourself My girl just whine up you body How off you self Fulljoy the vibes And get reckless Get bruk vibe, shake up you chest Girls bubbling ma champagne Bubbling ma boss This pretty girl put a bubble in ma heart

Down is the new up Topsy turvy town You crawled off and left us Is the new up Won't you be my girl? Get yourself together Let the light pour in Pour yourself a hot bath Pour yourself a drink

Showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends When you pass them at night Under the silvery, silvery Citibank lights Arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes, glazing under Oh, you wouldn't want an

I hope you learn to make it on your own And if you love yourself just know you'll never be alone I hope that you get everything you want and that you chose I hope that it's the realest thing that you ever know Hope you get the pretty girls, that's pretty

Where I let these demons remain Nobody said these bones wouldn't break Along the way, along the way Remove yourself We are the burden I thought you left me to die These wounds are getting deeper I've been betrayed and left behind Poison filling my mind

And then you get up and get up and get up again Never run down Just keep telling yourself there's no shame They don't know 'bout who we are They don't know 'bout you and I They ain't know 'bout the stars of your eyes Oh hot blood love is gonna get ya

Cause that's how California rolls I'm talkin' 'bout me and you Baby you could be a movie star, hey (in Los Angeles) Get yourself a medical card, yea (in Los Angeles) They do the fingers like red fox (in Los Angeles) You can make it on a light blue box,