Punk Nova - THE HILLS

(I love The Hills)
I don't even gotta sleep, I'm on Mars
I don't even gotta geek, but I want more
I keep a 762 on me, just like a guard
I gotta be outside right now, I'm looking at those stars
I took my hoe overseas, I was talking 'bout "Bon Voyage"
My hoe tryna control me, I was like, "Oh no you not"
Oh yeah, I know you not
Oh yeah, I know you not
Oh yeah, I know
Oh yeah, I know
I done lost control
I'm in my bag, I get my bag, and then I go
You don't get no cash, 'lil boy that's sad, 'lil boy you broke
Got no swag, I got rick owen on top of my toes
I ain't even gotta try, you step outside, you gotta go show it
I ain't even gotta try, 'lil boy that's right, 'lil boy you wrong
I don't step outside, I keep my life inside my home
I don't go on live, I can't let them know what's going on
Feel like I'm gon die, but I know, I gotta keep it going
I gotta keep it going
Little boy you don't get no cash, yo life probably boring
I'm outside right now, and I'm whipping a goddamn foreign
I'm outside right now, in the motherfucking rain, it's pouring
Yeah I know I'm important, Hell yeah I know I'm important
That boy on paystubs, he was going to buy Ralph Lauren
My bitch don't wear makeup, that bitch too bad, on god
In Atlanta with a fucking Trackhack, swear to god that bitch be sourin'
Swear to god that bitch be Sourin'
I gotta talk to the moon
I'm living life right now, I'm living the life that you want
That boy better pipe down, if he run up on me, he doomed
I'm outside in the nighttime, swear to god I love that gloom

Written by:
Punk Nova

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