(Buddah bless this beat) yeah More whips then Kunta Kinte Made a million dollars bootlegging my own mixtape, the block was caliente (hi) Put the boxing gloves on, showed you how to beat cases If I ever got your number, bitch, I been erased it (yeah) Arm full of 10 bracelets I got my arm filled with 10 bracelets I got a arm full of 10 bracelets Arm filled with 10 bracelets (what?) I got a arm full of 10 bracelets (nah mean) I got my arm filled with 10 bracelets Hold up, hold up, she basic money stuffed in briefcases Buddah beat, I cremate it, I did the hook, I remade it Mike Amiri jeans ain't it, pussy make me fiend lately I just bought a team, nigga, rest in peace to bean, nigga Niggas ain't sipping no drank, you sipping Listerine, nigga Pocket side 380, but it still came with a beam, nigga Straight from ATL, world call me 2 (2) Own my own restaurant, I'on even buy food Own my own weed, I'on even buy gas (gas) Got my own bitch, I'on even buy ass (nah mean) Got the pain on me and I got a deadly stab Bought my shooter Neosporin, his index finger got a rash More whips then Kunta Kinte Made a million dollars bootlegging my own mixtape, the block was caliente (hi) Put the boxing gloves on, showed you how to beat cases If I ever got your number, bitch, I been erased it (yeah) Arm full of 10 bracelets I got my arm filled with 10 bracelets I got a arm full of 10 bracelets Arm filled with 10 bracelets (what?) I got a arm full of 10 bracelets I got my arm filled with 10 bracelets Switched the plans ship sinking, dead friends Ben Franklin Foreign engine for a young nigga, man, that shit dangerous Doing the dash while I'm switchin' lanes, money what I'm thinkin' Got different fantasies for 60 thousand just for one painting Money tall now it won't fold up, it was small now it done grown up I'on like the conversation, fuck relations, hang the phone up In the cell mad at the ones I love, I ain't never picked the phone up Patek plain, I fly to Shyne and switch the tone up And this is the life when it's good, don't reimburse me I be givin' everything back that she gave then left me hurtin' And I know it ain't right, everything certain Just like everything surface, jump in that Maybach, close the curtains More whips then Kunta Kinte Made a million dollars bootlegging my own mixtape, the block was caliente (hi) Put the boxing gloves on, showed you how to beat cases If I ever got your number, bitch, I been erased it (yeah) Arm full of 10 bracelets I got my arm filled with 10 bracelets I got a arm full of 10 bracelets Arm filled with 10 bracelets (what?) I got a arm full of 10 bracelets I got my arm filled with 10 bracelets He go to the door with a .38 I hear him say, "Hell, no" and we go blam Cuh looked at me, I looked at cuh Earl come back there with me He stumbled, "Wo-wo, wo, wo" stumbled on me Alright, man, gone out here goddamn playing Come take a play, cuh like, "Ayy b I'on think he playing bruh the nigga side gone" I said, "What?", nigga whole side was missing But it hadn't blown up yet Like ain't no blow, ain't no blood, yet

終わりゆく定めとわかって いたはずなのに Why? どうして 涙とめどなく溢れて 最後にはじめて見る顔で 「ごめんね」と呟いたキミに 似合う言い訳を探した I'm still in love 砂に書いたメモリー 波が連れ去っていく Too Much to say Goodbye サヨナラよりも 素敵な言葉があるはず Too Good to say Goodbye 溢れる想い 忘れないよ キミがいた色褪せぬ景色を 終わりゆく季節に背を向け 無防備な姿で抱き合った 怖いものなどはなかった キミが僕を呼ぶその声が 今も耳の奥で聞こえるんだ ココロがまだキミを待ってる I'm still in love 消せないでいるメモリー この胸の中に Too Much to say Goodbye サヨナラよりも 伝えたい気持ちがあるから Too Good to say Goodbye 溺れるほどに 恋をしてた キミがいた色褪せぬ季節に Too Much to say Goodbye サヨナラよりも 素敵な言葉があるはず Too Good to say Goodbye 溢れる想い 忘れないよ キミがいた色褪せぬ景色を Say Goodbye

Let's leave this place behind when we finally decide What it's gonna take to make you feel alive (feel alive). What's it gonna take to open up your eyes? To open up your eyes? It's time to get out of this town This torture (this torture). It still holds you down. Be blessed and move forward silent and sound. These words don't always come out right, But I feel that we're wasting time. Letting go of each other we're still holding tight. All these words don't always come out right, But I feel that we're wasting time. Are we wasting our time? Are you still holding tight? It was only fair to look to the sky, To breathe in the air, To wait in the shadows. With empty hands, no sense of pride. Would you give up if we'd all given up. 'Til the East was ours we drew the lines that divide. Stapled these badges of pain to our sides. To our sides. We've all had our enemies we're leaving the past behind. I don't feel like I'm losing sleep. I know you can see it in my eyes. We've all had our enemies we're leaving the past behind. I don't feel like I'm losing sleep. I know you can see it in my eyes. You can see it in my eyes. You can see it in my eyes. These words don't always come out right, But I feel that we're wasting time. Letting go of each other we're still holding tight. All these words don't always come out right, But I feel that we're wasting time. Are we wasting our time? Are you still holding tight? I'll leave my heart there by your bedside If you swear that your eyes won't stray. To be honest, open and hoping. To find the words to say. I'll leave my heart there by your bedside If you swear that your eyes won't stray. In honesty, honestly I only let go for the sake of you.

As the day begins Those of us still standing Can't look away Can't look away From the silent regard Of blackness between stars Drunk shadows dancing In their favourite bars She refused to say He didn't know he could The spell they cast Carved out the world Two tins cans And a line Carry no voices Just whispers in the distance Most things remain forever imaginary Most things remain forever imaginary As the day begins Those of us still standing Can't look away Can't look away Can't look away Credits