I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up Can't believe they tried to play us Run a check and tell' em pay up Its all business ain't no favors Summer comin' better save up Going up like elevators Ya, ya (Honorable C-note) Turn them headphones up Cruz

Artificial intelligence If artificial love makes sense I just want your love, I'm an addict Yeah I just want my love automatic Love the way you love me 'Member when we met? We fell in love on a Sunday Yeah I'll never forget

Blowing money fast, blowing money fast Fuck being humble, fuck being humble Tell 'em that I'm strapped, I don't wanna rumble Running through the bag, running through the bag When you came from nothing, fuck being humble These niggas don't want it with

I'll keep you waiting You kept me waiting Make your move first I'll count to five first Bring yourselves to me I'm not afraid to hit them How do you feel? Tell me how to bleed I'll give you time to change

Momma I'm depending on you, to tell me the truth Papa was a rolling stone, Where ever he laid his hat was his home And when he died, all he left us was alone It was the third of September That day I'll always remember, yes I will 'Cause that was the day,

My truth will be my own You say it doesn't matter, get used to fear I tell you, that's the problem What it's done to you, the way you live your life This is where you pick yourself up, brush off the ashes Clear the smoke and soot from your eyes Their

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

I know you've been searchin' for someone To make you happy, and get the job done You say you needed, a man with money But I can't be there, and will you still care Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't wanna rush ya I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya

why en a qu'une comme toi, see'est toi Toi et non pas une autre Mais d'une autre see'est le ciel clair de tes yeux Qui les gêne Mais que j'aime tellement Et mon teint brun dans tes yeux Ca dérange, mais tu l'aimes tellement

Good mornin' 'lil school girl, Tell your mother and your father, I'm gettin' me an airplane, can I go home, can I go home with you? I'm a little school boy too Woke up this mornin', woke up this mornin', I didn't know what to, I didn't know what to do