6LACK, yeah Curiosity been at a all-time high in the tree tops I remix your life like cut cocaine, it's all re-wrap Ain't been wanting much lately, no, 'cause you my detox Repeat, run it back, one more time, 'til we hit the sweet spot Bet if we made love

Spending our time like we are millionaires Singing our hearts out standing on chairs Laughing our heads of, the two of us there Millionaires Ooohoh ooohoh If time was money, yeah we'd be worth a fortune I swear you may think you're rich You could have a

Yeah! It's Hussle in the house This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music Guns money and bitches that's the way that we do it First get 'yo grind on, then get yo' shine on We come through daytime with the lights on Now hit the fast

But I'll take my time anywhere Anywhere I may roam Wherever I may roam And the road becomes my bride Call me what you will And I'll redefine anywhere And the earth becomes my throne I'm free to speak my mind Yeah, yeah wherever I may roam

Yeah we gonna be on fire tonight Yeah we gonna have a damn good time Yeah we gonna roll, on and on Yeah we gonna drink until it's gone Yeah we gonna sing all night long Gonna burn it down in shining light, Yeah we gonna get a little high off life Yeah we

Them summer days, those summer days Freddie: Out of school, yeah Larry: County fair in the country sun Sly: And everything, it's true, ooh yeah All: Hot fun in the summertime x 4 All: End of the spring and

Of cabbages and kings And there’s only one (and there is only one) The time has come, the Walrus said To talk of many things Of ships and shoes and sealing wax Just one life to live (one life to live yeah) Assuming that we’ll make it Yes there’s only one

I need you you you Let me hear you say yeah Everybody needs somebody Ain't nobody else around When the sun goes down I need your lovin' so bad All the time All the time (all the time)

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Uh ah, uh ho Yeah, she's gotta have soul Or it won't feel right Well, just plain, clean and simple Wrapped up nice n' tight And homegrown and down-home, that makes one Cookin' up that old time, long lost recipe for me, woh It's gettin' hard to find