Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone I was born in this hotel Washin' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Tryin' hard not to think She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah Comin' back from the

I was a fool to fall and get that way Hi-ho, alas, and also lack-a-day Although I can't dismiss the memory of his kiss Old man sunshine listen you Never tell me dreams come true Just try it and I'll start a riot Beatrice Fairfax don't you dare Ever tell

Don't cry for me Argentina The truth is I never left you All through my wild days My mad existence I kept my promise Don't keep your distance It won't be easy, you'll think it strange When I try to explain how I feel That I still need your love after all

Go ahead and disagree, I'm giving up again? Contrite, commercial, arrogance, leprosy Consume the bitch, the fucker, mindless, like a child For pity's sake, I've had all that I can take We try, but in the end we'll see There are no more codes Only who is

Alright, Gambino is a mastermind, fuck a bitch to pass the time Mass appeal, orange rind, smoke your green, I'm spendin' mine The beat is witches brew, but beware this shit is potent E.E. Cummin' on her face, now that's poetry in motion Yeah, Gambino

Suh mi nuh listen when some suck pussy bway A try dis mi How me buss a New York City Dat a create de mystery Box mi inna mi face Yuh mussi mad Dats highly unlikely Mi a mek history

Why, why, why, why? You say you can't live without me So why aren't you dead yet? Why you still breathing? (why, why?) Then why aren't you dead yet? Why do you say that? Why aren't you dead yet? Yeah, tryna fuck me and my mind up It's a reminder you're a

Stop pressurin' me Just stop pressurin' me Make me wanna scream You try to cope with every lie they scrutinize Tired of injustice Tired of the schemes Your lies are disgusting What does it mean Kicking me down

Lay awake at night, Oh so low, just so troubled. Can't get a job, Laid off and I'm having double trouble. Hey hey, to make you've got to try. Baby, that's no lie. Some of this generation is millionaires, I can't even keep decent clothes to wear.

We're cool for the summer Just something that we wanna try 'Cause you and I Got my mind on your body And your body on my mind Got a taste for the cherry I just need to take a bite Take me down into your paradise