It's my fifty mission cup I worked it in And I worked it in to look like that Won the Leafs the cup They didn't win another till nineteen sixty two The year he was discovered I worked it in to look like that It's his fifty mission cup And I worked it in

You've got your whole life to lead Wave goodbye to the past It's pulling you under It's not the first time, and they're getting deeper More and more your demeanor looks like quicksand It seems like your giving up, giving up on everything you worked for

When you see me look, don't touch Keep your circle small, be careful who you trust They gon' love you when you down, not when you up Remember feeling broke as fuck But now I'm pulling up in Rover trucks (I'm pulling up in Rover Trucks now) Now she give

They thinkin' I ain't gettin' no money 'cause I never show it I'm tryna run me up a whole dime and I'm goin' for it Fuck I look like takin' chances Fuck this money, go and blow it I'm tryna run it back up, I gotta put mine up Puttin' up the money for lil

Thank you for your smile You make it all worthwhile to us I'm singing this song for you and your mum that's all Little James, we're all the same They always seem to look to us But we weren't meant to be grown ups You live for your toys, even though they

I've been lookin' for you baby, I've been lookin' for you baby All night long, all night long, all night long And all these pretty people up on El Cerrito Place They all got somethin' in their pockets, all got somethin' on their face Me I've been lookin'

Neon lights Like neon lights Baby when they look up at the sky We'll be shooting stars just passing by You'll be coming home with me tonight And we'll be burning up like neon lights You're all I see in all these places You're all I see in all these faces

It's just what we do Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright It's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do Hey, ain't no way to make this up, when it's runnin' through your blood There ain't no hidin' the truth, its

Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me Smokin' and stackin' and countin' up green I think I need me a money machine I heard some fuckboys are plottin' on me Waist 32, .40 tucked in my jeans Won't forget when no one cared about me

Time stood still On the olive hill Once upon a lighting horse Riding through the universe Shedding light upon a thousand doors On his back the prophet sat Open-eyed not looking back 'Til they reach the sacred land There upon a golden square