Hop Out - 83baby

Yea I hopped out the Benz then I hopped out the jet again I don't need no friends cuz they want me for the cash again Cashing out cashing out that lil' b be cashing out Waste my time waste my time Counting bands up in my mind 走過了全世界之後你還是要回來 跑車像個獵豹但我還是跑得最快 不用穿著名牌我也知道你很酷 Yea I fuck with you Yea I fuck with you Tell me why the world this way Tell me why is life a pain Tell me why I can't just change Tell me why I can't just change, yeah How can there be heroes without villains, no ones killing Good and bad, if one ain't there then there's no difference Show your feelings wait, No ones gonna listen Put that mask back on and fake it cuz that's how we living So I don't need no friends But I'm running out of cash again I can't make amends So I'm running to the bank again Back again, yeah I saw him hopping out the Benz again Maybe I should talk to him so he can lend some again Yea I hopped out the Benz then I hopped out the jet again I don't need no friends cuz they want me for the cash again Cashing out cashing out that lil' b be cashing out Waste my time waste my time Counting bands up in my mind 走過了全世界之後你還是要回來 跑車像個獵豹但我還是跑得最快 不用穿著名牌我也知道你很酷 Yea I fuck with you Yea I fuck with you Twos up twos down We gon' drink till we drown Yea the party's in town Let's go and get another round Going up never coming down Going fast in the speed of sound Make you laugh never make you frown Yea I never frown Balling like I'm Kobe Yeah you know me Fade away Ginobli Shoot it up it goes in 張開眼去shopping 閉上眼是sleeping Shout out Nick my homie 這句絕對不是copying Do I have to be this way Do I have to go insane 那些充滿澎湃的期待 Maybe 是時候 i say goodbye

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