Beach House
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Get your money right
Put it in on the runway
Thats a pretty good intro right
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Yeah
This my last year being broke
I've said that shit for four years in a row
And now I'm looking at my bank account
I still don't got O's
But I aint given up yet
I mean I still got my goals
Like flying out to California doing shows on the coast
Il be, with the degenerates
Like, Ellen Degeneres
We'll sit around and talk about our money and expensive shit
I, need me a manager
To, steal my percentages
And when the label hit me up
Il hit em with my Leverages
I need a beach house
Out on the island
I need a bankroll
For my deposit
I need a closet
The type you walk in
I need a hundred thousand dollars in my wallet
I need designer
Don't need no stylist
I need a pilot
For flying private
I need em diamonds
So il be shining
So when they see me on the street they know I'm 'wildin'
'Wildin'
She my Pocket full of sunshine
Even when its crunch time
She gon' let me Hit it
Screaming one time for the one time
Or two times for a bitch
Who don't know three things about me
Who said she saw me on TV
And now she want me in her sheets
I need a, Kim Kardashian
A, girl with manners
Who can take me to her mansion
Introduce me to her fancy friends
Just for them to act like they like me
But deep down they despise me
So they tell all them tabloids
"Oh he's a Bad Choice
I need a beach house
Out on the island
I need a bankroll
For my deposit
I need a closet
The type you walk in
I need a hundred thousand dollars in my wallet
I need designer
Don't need no stylist
I need a pilot
For flying private
I need em diamonds
So il be shining
So when they see me on the street they know I'm 'wildin'
'Wildin'
Yeah I can't afford my rent
And I be borderline in debt
It's been a week, I haven't slept
My jacket smells like cigarettes
But every time I close my eyes
I see me flying through the sky
I hear the voices of my friends
Telling me that I was right
Ya I know I'm a star
My life's been a little bit hectic
I know I'll go far
Just give me a little time
I need a beach house
Out on the island
I need a bankroll
For my deposit
I need a closet
The type you walk in
I need a hundred thousand dollars in my wallet
I need designer
Don't need no stylist
I need a pilot
For flying private
I need em diamonds
So il be shining
So when they see me on the street they know I'm 'wildin'
'Wildin'