It's just I know Up in the womb, but you can feel it when I kick it, I know And you too must be rockin' with Lil Dicky, Bono It's like I hit the lotto I had to hit the wall though I couldn't see it for a minute Shit was hidden, Waldo They treat it like

Like to see America See the girls in California I'm hoping it's going to come true But there's not a lot I can do Ba-ba-ba-dow, ba-bow-dum-doo-de-dow-de-dow, de Ba-ba-ba-dow, ba-bow-dum-de-doo-de-dow Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one I got

I'm going big, suck my dick Too many niggas, not enough hoes And some of you niggas, acting like hoes I know a lot of people that smile in my face But talk behind my back every time I'm gone So when they call my number, I don't never pick up I don't owe

Now we have a lot of love to give I dream of a past that we could have Felt like we made up so entirely Blame it on your curiosity And out into the sun, into the sun But it's not released through all the misery But it's not released all the misery Broken

Now we have a lot of love to give I dream of a past that we could have Felt like we made up so entirely But it's not released through all the misery And out into the sun, into the sun But it's not released all the misery Broken hearts made of stone, Did

There, along the road, was a tiny home The yard held dead machines behind its fences Like they were it's kids Broken down, but still worth a lot to someone It made me stop and grin Light from a dying moon It blurs our eyes And we wear a cape of fireflies

Turn the music up You must be out your mind What are you out your mind? Turn the music Red Bull in my hands, feels like I got wings Lotta people in my face, but I can't hear a thing It's like my heads up in the clouds, heads up in the clouds And I ain't

Like to see America See the girls in California I'm hoping it's going to come true But there's not a lot I can do Ba-ba-ba-dow, ba-bow-dum-doo-de-dow-de-dow, de Ba-ba-ba-dow, ba-bow-dum-de-doo-de-dow Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one I got

He likes his coffee black like his soul He drinks it scorching hot like a fucking psycho He like coffee a lot And he like his coffee now Fifty cups of coffee and you know it’s on Come to the dark side, we have candy Yes but do you have coffee?

And I cry just like you But I heal just like you And under my skin I'm just like you I feel just like you Hello my friend, it's been awhile All our old clothes are back in style We went our separate ways only to return To face a lesson we failed to learn