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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThoughts From a Balcony
For what's up about dream, turn 'em to realityDouble-cup of leanUh, lemme get a one-way ticket, haven't picked a destinationI'm just tryna catch the train before it has to leave the stationPackin' no bags, nothin' but the clothes on my backWhere the Cognac?Let me sip it, tryin' to relaxRed wine up in my glass plus Filet MignonI got army right up under me, I'm Genghis KhanYeah, it's me against the world, I guess I'll take them onI might stop and see my girl, but I ain't stayin' longWhat if I'm gone, what the fuck you gon' think then?I told me story, put my life inside this ink penSaid I'll make it big when, everybody know meWell, I made it big and, everybody phonyHaha, so could you pour me, I need a cupNo, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuffI could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much?Go head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love freeThey're just dreams, turn 'em to realityDouble cup of lean, standing on my balconyLooking at the sky, thinking it could all be mineAll we got is memoriesSo what the fuck is time?They're just dreams, turn 'em to realityDouble cup of lean, standing on my balconyLooking at the street, thinking it could all be mineAll we got is memoriesSo what the fuck is time?What the, what the fuck is time?Ask 'em, what the fuck is time?I knowWhat the fuck is time?I asked 'em, what the fuck is time?What do you do when you think you could be a iconCause all these people get to screamin when the lights onLike they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, leave the coatRacin to the gate but my flight goneAnd now these writers takin shots without a NikonBut I don't fight tho, figured it's a typoSeems we in some shit now, gonna be alright thoughPotion in my sprite, then my nice slows, down, downSee that's exactly what I needMy khakis filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beatLike it was "Donald Trump", a fuckin hit but I just called it luckThey throw it on when I'm walkin in the clubHey, this some Burgh shit, I don't deserve thisWhy I don't think you lookin far beyond the surfaceLearn quick now I'm big time, fill your cup up, and I'ma sip mineFilled up dreams, turn 'em to realityDouble cup of lean, standing on my balconyLooking at the sky, thinking it could all be mineAll we got is memoriesSo what the fuck is time?They're just dreams, turn 'em to realityDouble cup of lean, standing on my balconyLooking at the street, thinking it could all be mineAll we got is memoriesSo what the fuck is time?What the, what the fuck is time?Ask 'em, what the fuck is time?I knowWhat the fuck is time?I asked 'em, what the fuck is time?AlrightDigo Y. e Camila.
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