Big Sun - Nathan Matthew David & Nick Lee

Last night I closed my eyes But I got no rest A secret deep inside Pounding in my chest And when I tried to hold you You just turned away Turned away Your silence is so loud I drove myself right out I wanna fly away Higher in the ether, together Ooo I'll see you in the red sun Ooo there's no going back now Ooo I'll see you in the red sun Ooo there's no going back now I don't wanna hide behind The image that I made I want you to recognize The person that remains I'll say I'm sorry But we'll never be the same Be the same A thousand questions now I pour myself right out The sun is coming high Not without a fight, is the love still, in your eyes? Ooo I'll see you in the red sun Ooo there's no going back now Ooo I'll see you in the red sun Ooo there's no going back now Don't wanna strengthen my disguise The weight is lifted, love is high

Like a long lonely stream I keep running Georgia dream Moving on, moving on An like a branch on a tree I keep reaching to be free Moving on, moving on Cause theres a place, in the sun Where there's Hope for everyone Where my poor restless hearts gotta run Cause there's a place in the sun An before my life is done Got to find me a place in the sun Like an old dusty road I get weary from the load Moving on, we moving on Like the tired troubled Earth We been rolling, since my birth Moving on, we moving on Cause there's a place in the sun Where there's Hope for everyone Where my poor restless hearts gotta run There's a place in the sun An before my life is done Got to find me a place in the sun Woah ah, ba lalah woah Like all long lonely stream I keep reaching Georgia dream Moving on, we moving on Like a branch on a tree I keep reaching to be free Moving on, we moving on Cause there's a place in the sun Where there's Hope for everyone Where my poor restless hearts, got to run Theres a place in the sun An before my life is done I got to find me that place, me the place in the sun.

This one look like that one That one match this one Fuck it Money, money, money It's young Khalifa man And I got money, hoes Money and hoes I got money, hoes Money and hoes Sick, money and hoes Big money talking to you Motherfucker that's 'cause big money bought it to you I'll be stuntin' while them little niggas sayin' nothin' Uh, high ceilings, high hoes High prices for my clothes And I don't even pay for it Barely know who made the shit Meet a bitch, take a bitch Straight back to that big crib Let you roll some rapper weed Put you on some new shit Hit this weed, I show you how I do this My excuse is I'm in Cali So my smoke's highly exclusive And my bitch bad, my money's through the roof Your money short you looking mad You Danny Bonaduce, bitch I'm jumpin' in my coupe I'm rollin' something that taste like fruit And I hear them niggas talkin' shit But there's nothing much that they can do When I got a bitch in your city You should try when you see her Never trippin' on no hoes Nigga what you thought We gettin' money over here I'm ballin' hard, my niggas in the same game I do it big my niggas do the same thing I'm throwin' signs, it's lookin' like I gang bang I'm on the team, it's lookin' like I gang bang I'm rolling up, my niggas roll the same thing I'm smokin' weed, my bitch she smoke the same thing I'm throwin' signs it's lookin' like I gang bang I'm on the team, it's lookin' like I gang bang I tell a bitch bow down To a motherfucking G hoe I work hard, I drink slow But I never keep drinks low Smokey-smokey 'cause I'm a chief hoe Sippin' on Pinot Grigio, richie hoe, greedy ho Got everything like I got me a genie hoe, yeah My car look like a building Diamonds dancing on top of my wrist Bitch I'm ten feet tall When I'm standing on top of my dick You a sucker hoe, sucka hoe I'm success I feel like a million dollars, bitch I'm up next Money in my hand, I don't need no hand out And they all got their hands up 'Cause they fuck with me hands down (Down, down, down) And the car I push got more tent than a camp ground And my picture always on your bitch background (Do it) Like Prada, it's just me and Cyhi Young enough to be your son But she call me big papa She gave me her oh-na-na Now disappear like ta-da She smoking on that tie-dye Now who the fuck gon' stop us I'm ballin' hard, my niggas in the same game I do it big my niggas do the same thing (I do it) I'm throwin' signs, it's lookin' like I gang bang I'm on the team, it's lookin' like I gang bang I'm rolling up, my niggas roll the same thing I'm smokin' weed, my bitch smoke the same thing I'm throwin' signs it's lookin' like I gang bang I'm on the team, it's lookin' like I gang bang Yeah that's right nigga Probably got your bitch in a trance I do it Niggas got me laughin', man that shit funny Damn, that shit funny And my nigga Wiz got this shit hoe (Finally Famous, I do it)