LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas
(Part I: Bombs in the Ville)YeahI want to lock it down, make time for youChocolate brown, what sign are you?I don't know, but I got a feelin' that can't be stoppedHugged up with you in the parkin' lotOutside the whip with my shit on a rockLips so soft with the strawberry glossYou make a nigga fall like a Marbury crossLate-night calls, I got calls to cut off my broads for youGreat-white shark just like Jaws, I'll rock the boat for youI got high hopes for you, yeah(For you, for you, for you, for you, for you)I got high hopes for you, mhm(For you, for you, for you, for you, for you)Bitch, I'm a star (Yeah) , but I'd never shine (Feel that)Built the tallest wall, come and see behind (Come feel that)Bombs in The Ville, violent all the times (I feel that)When the smoke clears, you is who I'll findLet's run away (Let's run away, let's run away-ay-ay)Heard somebody said they on top now?I'll pull up to see if you thereI've been countin' up M's in the backgroundStill movin' low-key, I'm rareRemember the spot you met me?I'll pull up to see if you thereI was hopin' you ain't forget me (Forget me)(Part II: Hit the Gas)Hittin' the gas is not somethin' I do(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damnGyatt, damn, she got it, damn)Had to mash the brakes 'cause I was too(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damnGyatt, damn, she got it, damn)Fucked up in the head, I felt confused(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damnGyatt, damn, she got it, damn)Sure glad I ran back into you(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damnGyatt, damn, she got it, damn)I was scared you found somebody new(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damnGyatt, damn, she got it, damn)Ran off and had a child or two(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damnGyatt, damn, she got it, damn)I know I said I wasn't gon' change(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damnGyatt, damn, she got it, damn)But all the past done allowed my ways(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damnGyatt, damn, she got it, damn)Focus up, niggaI'm goin' through things, goin' through things(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damnGyatt, damn, she got it, damn)Goin' through things, goin' through things(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damnGyatt, damn, she got it, damn)Times not slowin' down(Focus up, nigga, I'm goin' through thingsGoin' through things)We need you around(Goin' through thingsGoin' through things)I need you around, around(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Fuck with your nigga, I'm goin' through thingsGrey hairs on my head, mean I know a few thingsI bought a iPhone that travels through timeFaceTime done got younger me on the lineSoon as he saw me he just started cryin'I told him, "Relax, everythin' gon' be fine"He wiped off his face and said he tryna be strongBut some days he feel like he doin' it wrongI told him, "Hold on, "And passed out my phone to my oldest sonAnd my youngest one said"I want you to look them straight in their faceDo that look like you've been makin' mistakes? "Fame is a drug, you was chosen to takeUnfortunately, can't be sober and greatYou're just like a flower the world wanna holdThey sniff on your petals until you get oldAnd then they dispose, a new flower growsCan't take it personal, that's just how it goSoon you gon' know that your high comin' downAnd that's the point that I'll call you from nowThis is The Fall-Off, I'm fallin' off, how?The rappers do when they can't find a new soundMissin' the day they was hotter year 'roundBut life is a film that cannot be rewound(Life is a film that cannot be rewound)(Life is a film that cannot be rewound)(Life is a film that cannot be rewound)(Rewound, cannot be rewound)
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