Shoot 'em down (bow) with a .50 round (you dig? A .50 round, hoo, ayy) Run the town (what?) ballin' hard, you outta bounds (you dig? Swish, ayy) So much money, damn it, I forgot to count (cash, cash, cash, you dig? Hoo) Ayy, look at my bank account (you

Saw Cinderella in a party dress but She was looking for a night gown I saw the devil warping up his hands He's getting ready for the show down And were the dreams roll high Out here the good girls die Out here the bell don't ring Dustland fairytale

We drive and we disconnect Heaven know Look what you do to me Send my best, no regrets With the wind, I'm gone I guess, I guess Trying to escape from them, from them I guess, I guess, I guess Run, run, running

We're gonna leave all our troubles behind. Don't look back So if you just put your hand in mine, If it's love that you're running from, there's no hiding place. You can't run it, you can't hide it, you can't run it Love has problems I know but there

Can I get my thrills (If I got it I'ma' give it to you) You know you want some mo girl, So come on Let's get blown Lookin' at the ladies All of them fly

I'm gonna live on solid rock I want to live on solid rock I want to give I don't want to be blocked Well take a look at that I made a castle in the sand Saying this is where it's at you know Couldn't understand now If I realised that the chances were

Ain't no tellin' Envelopes comin' in the mail, let her open 'em Hopin' for a check again, ain't no tellin' Yeah, she invite me to the telly, keep the blade with me When I go to check a bitch, ain't no tellin' Yeah, police comin' 'round lookin' for some

Up in this town, God Cat got their tongue They sell their soul I'm gonna beat them all It's place called Queens But nobody's looking for trouble In a world where I've never been In search of twigs My body's cold as I amble

Good weed, sex, and conversation (What?) Good weed, sex, and elevation (What?) Good weed, sex, and elevation Good weed, sex, and conversation Look, yeah (Yeah yeah) (Yeah, yeah) Calvin (Rich Gang) Girl you're fine, take your mind off of time Each mind,

Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh That's a small face, uh, this a big face, uh Gettin' bored with this money, count it all day She can't see my room, fuck her in the hallway (yeah) Because it's the last ride ever gonna That I'm ever gonna