But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces I've climbed the highest mountain once or twice but who's countin'? Dirty Dozen, eighty of us, Shady brothers, ladies love us That's why our baby

I'm out of control, My girl don't want me 'cause of my dirty laundry, And I think that she knows, With all of this money they all want something from me, It's starting to show, I'm out of control I can't lie no more, Man I can't see shit in the

Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine I'm looking for something, just sink in my teeth without any crying But I can't find no place or nothing, Where thrills are cheap and love is divine Dusty and you are, dirty from chain Lips of your kisses are

Money in your palm don't make you real Pistol in your hand don't make you real Niggas been countin' me out I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty But that's how

Two pints of lean'll have me slurring on my words Undertaker car, triple black drop bird Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'mma burp It's a white girl in town: name is "cocaine" It's some dirty birds in town: Gucci Mane and Waka Flame We flying, we

We're the kids, we're the kids, we're the kids of the future We're the kids of the future Everybody live cause the future is now Standing on a dirty old rooftop Down below the cars in the city go rushing by I sit here alone and I wonder why Come on

You know we're straight out of that dirty south Dirty roads, nobody got no money Got them shined up pickup trucks Whistlin' at them honies From the country, yes sir You know we're straight out of that long week work At night, everybody wanna party All

I'm the son of all I've done Impostor, been fostered I will tell you what I can But your mind will take a stand I sing of a greater love Let me know when you've had enough Then my new father drained my dirty blood Then my new father drained my dirty

Shall I write or phone from Paris or Rome Even though you're tryin' to hold me back You don't get no mail you know I'm in jail Fare thee well, my brother, please don't stand in my way I'm goin' down to that dirty town no matter what you say You fooled me

How did we end up somewhere between a Lover and a memory? Lover and a memory Don't do me dirty, show me some mercy Darling, please lay down your weaponry 'Cause I don't believe in a halfway heart And you gave me all of my favorite scars I been drinking,