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I've been up for four daysGetting money both waysDirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold SpadesRolexes, chauffeurs and low fadesI keep thinking how young you can die from old ageThey always tell me nobody's working as hard as youAnd even though I laugh it off, man, it's probably trueCuz while all of my closest friends out partyingI'm just here making all the music that they party toBut party on, party on, all night niggaI got these new rappers nervous prom night niggaI've grown tired of these fucking grown man liarsStorytellers, they ain't even need a campfireUhh, but I just wanna tell the truthBefore one of these haters load a couple shells and shootThis shit feel like when Fredro Starr was at Sunset ParkStuntin' hard in his yellow GooseYeah, but I'm a ma'fuckin' missed targetBut a target nonetheless and I just startedWas that directed at moi? It can't beThey must be talking to themselves, hoes hands freeYeah, and I'm just filling up this daily plannerGettin' busy 'cause I'm a star, no spangled bannerJealous dudes get to talkin' in they musicAnd I just say I wrote it for your girlfriends, Kelsey GrammarYeah, that's what life becomes when you're doing youSongtexteWelcome to Hollywood, don't let this town ruin you,And if you pillow talking with the women that are screwin' youJust know that she gon' tell another nigga when she through wit youDon't get impatient when it takes too longDrink it all even when it tastes too strongYeah, I gotta feel alive, even if it kills meI promise to always give you me, the real meWho would have thoughtI'd be caught in this life?Let's celebrate with a toastAnd get lost in tonightAnd make it all light up(Hey, Guru, tell hom' to go to open that Ace right there),Wait until the sun goes downWe gon' make this bitch light upEven when the sun goes downI'm gon' make this goOwww, hoes turn they heads like, owlsI'm the man of the hourTriple entendre, don't even ask me howCon Edison flow, I'm connected to a higher powerBright life'd make your whole city light upA trillion-watt light bulb, when I'm in the nightclubI just landed in that G450Caught the Mayweather fight, 'cause the satellite was crispy(Uh) Y'all can miss me with that money talkThe smart money's on Hov, fuck what the dummies talkI don't do too much bloggingI just run the town, I don't do too much jogging(Unh) I ain't got a scar yet'Cause you fuckin' around with me and my dogs is far-fetchedDrake, here is how they gon' come at youWill silly raps for you tryin' to distract youIn disguise, in the form of a favorThe Barzini me, watch for the traitors(Unh) I done seen it all, done it allThat's why none of these dumb-dumb could dun him offThe summer's ours, the winter tooTop down in the winter, that's what winners doAnd to these niggas I'm like Windows 7You let 'em tell it, they swear that they invented youAnd since no good deed go unpunishedI'm not as cool with niggas as I once wasI once was, cool as The Fonz wasBut these bright lights turned me to a monsterSorry, mama, I promised it wouldn't change meBut I would've went insane had I remained the same meFuck niggas, bitches tooAll I got is this money, this'll doWho would have thoughtI'd be caught in this life?Let's celebrate with a toastAnd get lost in tonightAnd make it all light up(Hey, Guru, tell hom' to go to open that Ace right there),Wait until the sun goes downWe gon' make this bitch light upEven when the sun goes downI'm gon' make this go Aus Songtexte Mania