If only we could, You and Me in, Run away to La La La La La Land, Ooh, fuck it let them talk about us, Let them talk about us, Oh they wanna play rough, You and me in La La La La La Land, We'll be safe in La La La La La Land, These Hollywood dreams

And I can't take this Keep talking while I'm walking away You can say what you have to say 'Cause my mind's made up anyway Lets go ya'll These people are running off at the mouth Trying to convince me that I'm running on empty Trying to convince

Keep you on my arm girl, you’d never be alone I can be a gentleman, anything you want If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go, I’d never let you go I’d like to be everything you want Hey girl, let me talk to you If I was your boyfriend, I'd never

This is sweet revenge And karma's a bitch You glutton for punishment What did you expect? Yet still you talk Try to fight but I will watch you fall A fistful of fear in my hands A bullet of betrayal in my brain

But never truly lied at all, then and now True to truth somehow Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck with the gang I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang It's time to fuck up the whole game! Gang, gang, gang They talkin' down on my name, don't let 'em run off

Dig bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Everything that I was slowly changing Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Of any mother fucker that´s thinkin´ they can change me White

And I'll be me Why don't you be you Just let it be So come on, let it go Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze From walking home and talking loads Seeing shirts in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk

'Cause our bombs dem metaphoric We talk di truth and mek di youths dem better for it 'Cause I'm a fighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah ay Pocket full a promises Baby empty bellies Poverty and

I bring them things When I pull up they notice me Come and talk to me like Jodeci But don't you be too close to me Them goons you see, let it go for me I bring them things, I bring them things I call the plug (hello?) he bring them things Mucho bitches,

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far away Let me hear a single word that you say Are ya'll just mad at my dinero? All I gotta say You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero Can't get too close cause I'm real My temperature make you feel Keep it lit up and