DREAM RIDER-exist†trace

Bad boy Maybach You ain't even gotta count the money It's all up Boss All aboard Last train to paris Heh Via the ghetto Uh uh uh uh I'm a photographer's dream Countin cream as my chain swing Mack 11 for the things that the days bring I'm after cheddar Dirty money Yeah I chase cream Patent leather like I'm puffy in my saleen I rock jewels like my n***as in the a team I'm outta space Can't you seem I am a al ien My wrist a list Audemar is ageless Bezel lit up like a billboard out in vegas You can't be serious baby you know I'm on Top 5 But can send you to the most high D**e boy and that's even in the bowtie Oh boy Cause you know I got them close ties All aboard The last train to paris Wheels look like a ferris Your jeweler should be embarrassed Hahaha Rick the ruler my mula produce the carats Whaaaa Let's bow our heads I gave you somethin to cherish It's that dirty money Came from heaven just to sing a song for you To the rhythm of my love for you And now it's beatin slow And you know This the end of the road When I sing that slow song for you And love was nothin But another gun for you 'Nother gun for you And I would hide it in my helpless soul I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go I don't know You can hear 'em callin Don't you When the angels call like Yoooooooo hooo If you don't wanna stay you can go oh It seems love don't live here no more The angels are flyin so low Singin to you Don't you hear me callin you He's the one you love Cause I hear 'em callin me And he's the one you trust Like our time is almost through Time is runnin out There's nothin left to do When they're callin you When the angels call like I answer Uh Uh Uh Ain't no shook hands in brook land Army fatigue my fatigue The enemies Look man You wanna see me locked up Shot up Moms crotched up over the casket Screamin bastard Cryin Know my friends is lyin Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em With the lugars from they rugers Or they desert Dyin ain't the s**t but it's pleasant Kinda quiet Watch my n***as bring the riot Falling for you I will tell the angels No Let 'em turn back into stone I do I do Love you Love you It's true It's true Fire climbing We ignore the angels' call They were warnings after all It's cool if I'm With you When the angels call like Yoooooooo hooo If you don't wanna stay you can go oh It seems love don't live here no more The angels are flyin so low Singin to you Don't you hear me callin you He's the one you love Cause I hear 'em callin me And he's the one you trust Like our time is almost through Time is runnin out There's nothin left to do When they're callin you When the angels call like I answer