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Yeah, turn all of our headphones up Eh, turn that shit up a lil' bit more Lil' bit more, lil' bit more, lil' bit more, lil' bit more That's good right there Uh, we live this Marathon life 'Cause one day we gon' all die Not a stranger to them hard nights But when we look up, we see our sky We see potential in the moment We used to have to rent, now we own it No hesitation, we be on it We get paid to spend these midnights in Paris like we Owen Wilson, what a feelin', livе in it 'cause you built it Ballin', Spalding, shot it, killed it This Rollie is thе symbol that represent my resilience The Marathon's my leverage, negotiations was brilliant Put my feet up on the desk, never We just re-up to the next level VVS the nothin' less bezel I got the ho you lustin' for on the sex schedule I'm busy grindin', baby, nine-to-nine So she just happy when I find the time She got a fetish for designer styles I'm lookin' like I robbed a diamond mine SongtexteThis crazy life of mine No happy endings to this life of crime So this little light of mine Nigga, I'ma let it shine Esta vida loca, mija Esta vida loca, mija (Esta vida loca) Esta vida loca, mija (Esta vida loca, mija) Esta vida loca, mija This crazy life of mine Can make a grown man cry sometimes Lookin' up at the sky at night Prayin' for better days, better times This crazy life of mine I've been tryna keep my spirit alive Smokin' 'za, I'm hopin' that it gets me high Prayin' for better days, better times Listen, Doc Dre, you know I don't show up often Uh, but when I do, I put shit in motion Motion picture shit, nigga, picture me rollin' A composer with composure, bitch, I'm Compton's Beethoven Silhouettes of naked bodies layin' in the sand Now that's California love, you know who the fuck I am Still hood, still good, Chucks on my butlers Soundtrack in every neighborhood and causin' all this ruckus Mm, Compton bully in this motherfucker (Heh) Same nigga, same hoodie in this motherfucker Back in business, oh yeah, this is mass production So tired of niggas talkin' when they just ballin' on the budget Still feel like a strugglin' artist and better believe I still love it Look at my life, shit, I did something right, easy does it (Heh) I'm just in here jugglin' time But, for the moment, I'm on it, nigga, tryna get mine You know the motherfuckin' mountains I climb This crazy life of mine No happy endings to this life of crime So this little light of mine Nigga, I'ma let it shine Esta vida loca, mija Esta vida loca, mija (Esta vida loca) Esta vida loca, mija (Esta vida loca, mija) Esta vida loca, mija This crazy life of mine Can make a grown man cry sometimes Lookin' up at the sky at night Prayin' for better days, better times This crazy life of mine I've been tryin' to keep my spirit alive Smokin' 'za, I'm hopin' that it gets me high Prayin' for better days, better times I'm purifyin' my soul I'm settin' my intentions and I conquered my goals It's been a long journey, had to hop on the road It's been a long journey, had to get up and go It's been a few years since my nigga been gone Blew some in the air for my nigga to smoke I was your dawg, you was my loc, then you turned to the G.O.A.T "The Marathon Continues" written in bold Aus Songtexte Mania