Beach House – 10 Mile Stereo (Cough Syrup Remix) (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

We’re still right here
Put your hand on this stone it’s the stone of a home you’ll know
It carries on forever
This push and pull is the force of a wave of time
They say we can throw far but they don’t know how far we throw
We stood so long we fell
The heart is a stone and this is a stone that we throw
We’re still right here
Can’t say we heard it all
We stood so long we fell
It took so long

Can’t say we felt it all
It can’t be gone
Bright pyramids at night
It took so long
Can’t say we saw it all
It took so long
We’re still right here

Limbs parallel

With our legs on the edge and our feet on the horizon
They say we will go far but they don’t know how far we’ll go
The heart is a stone and this is a stone that we throw
It can’t be gone
They say we will go far but they don’t know how far we’ll go
That carry us on forever
Cause this heart is a stone and this is a stone that we throw
With our legs on the edge and our feet on the horizon
They said we would go far but they didn’t know how far we’d go
We stood so long we fell
Limbs parallel
That carry us on forever
It can’t be gone

Tear a moment from the days
Love’s like a pantheon

Limbs parallel
In the heat of a night, we would cry, you are not mine

Beach House – Wherever You Go (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

The sea will dry
Wherever you go
Wherever you go

Nobody is true
The light’s off

The kind you like
The kind you like
To come back in

The kind you like
The rest you know
Nobody is true
Have come back here
The sun’s just set

Wherever you go
Stick by your side
The brightened lines

No hawk in sight
Wherever you go
No end in sight
They told you so

Vince Staples – Crabs In A Bucket (Big Fish Theory Album)

Read a hundred somethin’ on the E-class dash
[Outro: Kilo Kish]
Get with that or get in the moshpit
Ain’t I lookin’ lovely on the TV screen?
Ever really cross your mind
Rollcage on the GT3
Maybe you’d avert your glance at me?
Crabs in a bucket
Nails in the black man’s hands and feet
Got a lot of problems I ain’t let go yet
Crabs in a bucket

Let ’em pop shit, give me some drums to go pop with
Battle with the white man day by day

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
Ever really cross your mind
Need white women at the shows unconscious
And you can drop the anchor, baby
Prolly gon’ regret it in the retrospect
Wanna see you at the bottom, don’t you love it?
I know what’s under there
It’s rare they’d come across you?
If I’m feelin’ funny, guaranteed gon’ flash
Sendin’ shots but you at the top floor
I ain’t never had no chance to breathe
It never really crossed my mind to think
Young man, you not actin’ too cocky
How a show on stage like a DVD?
When they’re hatin’ so you hit ’em with the encore
I used to look up to the sky, now I’m over shit
Where’s your moxie? Ain’t you from Poppy?
Cock back, blast, put ’em in a bag
If not that then topless, earned all this
I forgot to care
Spend a lot of money on the CDG
Put me in the MoMA when it’s over with
[Intro: Vince Staples]
Lying to me, sayin’ he don’t look like me
Put him on a cross so we put him on a chain
Feds takin’ pictures doin’ play by play
I still got you here
Drowning in my own ocean
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
Remember that I still got you
They don’t ever want to see the black man eat

I kept you hidden in my head
Prolly ’cause I’m feelin’ like the world gon’ crash

Vince Staples – Big Fish (Big Fish Theory Album)

I was up late night ballin’
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
Quarterbackin’ like I’m 40 Water mix the holy water with the Voss
Wanna be the boss then you gotta pay the cost
With the 22, 5 shot eyes on scan

Know what I’m saying?
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I got you
So far from my past misfortune
I was up late night ballin’
Gun squeezing, I’m a real Artesian
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night balling
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Tryna get em on a straight path, got the lames mad
I was up late night ballin’
Swimming upstream while I’m tryna keep my bread
G slide right down Sawyer
If you hatin’ don’t shake my hand
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
It’s funny I was going crazy not too long ago
When we slide, you won’t see morning
That’s the city where the skinny carry strong heat
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
For the click, clack, clap or the boop, bop, bam, ’cause
I was up late night ballin’
I was up late night ballin’

No sleepin’, late nights no eatin’
You can get anything you want
I was up late night ballin’
In the foreign with the GPS addressed to your mama house
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Reminiscin’ sitting in that Benz
Took the smart route, never been marked out
Shoulda been dead broke, shoulda been chalked out
Women problems every morning like the Maury show
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
From the sharks make me wanna put the hammer to my head
Tryna make it up out that jam, god damn
Learned it from the Dogg I’m from Long Beach
Of the twenty two bus stop way back when
I was up late night ballin’
I was up late night ballin’
Still down, I’m a Norf Norf soldier

At the park politicin’ with the kids
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
Bag back, let me make my bands, got plans
Take it easy, homie
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand

Another story of a young black man
You want that over there? You want that over there?
Know they hate to see me make cash, got the space dash
I was up late night ballin’
Ramona, I was round that corner
I was up late night ballin’

I was up late night ballin’

I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
But it didn’t happen, now it’s time to get it cracking
Compensation conversations what I’m all about
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand

Vince Staples – Alyssa Interlude (Big Fish Theory Album)

The girl has found another and
Loved that song when we were kids
I know to you
So when it- when it didn’t come together, I was just like… When it- and that’s like a real drug, isn’t it?
But, um, uh, I had a b- I mean, the stuff I write about, what do I really write about?
Now it makes me want you here
Songs about relationships that are kinda doomed from the start
But not enough distance that I’d forget

[Verse: Vince Staples & The Temptations]
I’ve got my weed songs and all my songs about my boy- uh, my ex-boyfriend, George
I should have protected you
You know, songs about when I fell in love and it went wrong
I stay locked up in my room
[Intro: Amy Winehouse]
Sunshine, blue skies
And I was so in love at the time, you know, I was like…
Sometimes you have to get all the… all the crap out the way before you hit the good stuff and you’re like "OK, I’m getting good stuff now"
So that it wasn’t like raw emotion anymore
So day after day
But I needed enough distance from it
We were in love And I was with someone that I was in love with, you know what I mean?
We were together, so- You know what I mean?
Gone away
My life is filled with gloom
Sometimes, I wish it would rain
I guess if you give me some material…
Longing for your nature’s feel
I’m quite a self-destructive person, so I guess
Please go away
Sometimes, I wish it would rain
Raindrops on my windowsill
With her went my future
It really hurt You know?
Sometimes, people disappear
Think that was my biggest fear

Vince Staples – Love Can Be… (Big Fish Theory Album)

Love can be
[Outro: Vince Staples & Damon Albarn]
Love can be so disheartening, darling
Love can be
Love can be
Riding down the shoreline, tank on E
Love can be
Just crashed a sports car
Ain’t putting on the ritz for no dude
Love can be
Love can be
Love can be disheartening, darling

Love can be
If you’re thinking of calling, kindly refrain
Love can be a lot, so maybe not
Come alive when the night’s out
No shotgun seat, this dick ain’t free
[Verse 3: Vince Staples]
Love can be
Make some memories on daddy’s yacht
Love can be
So prone to clubbing
Love can be
Girls love the lifestyle
Wannabes buzzing
Love can be
Never let a bitch Lil Bow Wow me
I’m so over you
Love can be
I can finish you, I can fill them shoes
Love can be disheartening, darling
Love can be

Love can be
Love can be
Uchies never leave me lonely
Tell the world I want my Uchies
Love can be

So much for fast life
Dodge the groupies, them don’t move me
Nail me to the cross like that boy JC
Uchies moved me somewhere cozy
You know my name, I’m not your babe
Love can be
Chuckin’ up the deuce like the boy Chris Breeze
[Intro: Damon Albarn]
I can make time or I can make money
Love can be
Love can be
Phone calls from loves lost
[Bridge: Ray J]
Let me take those keys around the block
I’ma keep countin’, count me out, shawty
Baby mama drama on the TMZ

Love can be, yeah
Love can be

Alimony money for the nails and weave
Love can be disheartening, darling
Love can be
You talk a lot of shit, unamused
You know my name, I’m not your babe
What’s that you’re saying? I don’t speak lame
But we don’t suwoop on the six-five street
Love can be
Love can be
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
Tryna get back right
Never finna weekend raise my seed
Love can be, yeah
Call my phone, say she horny, want me
[Verse 1: Kilo Kish]
Love can be
You can give me all the cash you got

Vince Staples – 745 (Big Fish Theory Album)

No green grass, no porch
Hope I can come scoop you up ’round 7:45
I’m in that 745
All my life man I want fast cars, NASCARs
Hope I can come scoop you up ’round 7:45
Looked me in my eyes and told me "Daddy show you right"
Looked into my eyes and told me "Daddy show you right"
All my life pretty women done told me lies
We should get away, baby
Looked me in my eyes and told me "Daddy sure you right"
745
Morning dew’s giving you the coldest feet
745
Eyes can’t hide your hate for me
Looked me in my eyes and told me "Daddy show you right"
Open streets
Unpaved, unscathed
Hope I can come scoop you up ’round 7:45
You head straight to the oyster bar
745
Ocean breeze
745
All my life pretty women done told me lies
745
All my life

Adam, Eve
Apple trees
Hope I can come scoop you up ’round 7:45

These lonely streets
Slide ’round with my drop top up or down, you down to ride?
Maybe you was made for the Maybelline
[Bridge]
Watch out for the snakes baby
Spent so much tryna park the car
So feel free to fulfill the prophecy
Slide ’round with my drop top up or down, you down to ride?
745
And we all just God’s property
745
745
I’m in that 745

I just want sea shores
Said that you was comin’ through after dark
[Verse 1]
Play too rough might break ya heart
Slide ’round with my drop top up or down, you down to ride?
And them glass shoes ain’t made to walk
All my life pretty women done told me lies
Slide ’round with my drop top up or down, you down to ride?
745
This thing called love real hard for me
To look at the stars and hardly speak
Slide ’round with my drop top up or down, you down to ride?
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Hope I can come scoop you up ’round 7:45
All my life I want waves at my front door
I’m in that 745
This thing called love is a God to me
All my life I want runway stars, Kate Moss
Told me lies, told me lies

Looked into my eyes and told me "Daddy sure you right"
Looked into my eyes and told me "Daddy show you right"
Hope I can come scoop you up ’round 7:45
Barely got a tip for the maître d’

I tread light each time we speak
[Chorus]
Slide ’round with my drop top up or down, you down to ride?

Vince Staples – Ramona Park Is Yankee Stadium (Big Fish Theory Album)

When you are so far away
Would you even know I existed?
Would you see my fate?
If I shall pass away
How I love you so
If I shall pass away
You’re in my skin, above my brim, and
How I love you so
New York, New York
If I die today
Would you see my fate?
When you are so far away
New York, New York
You’re in my skin, above my brim, and
Bright lights and dark skies
Gunshot
Bright lights and dark skies
Would you even know I existed?
If I die today
[Vince Staples, Kilo Kish]

Vince Staples – Yeah Right (Big Fish Theory Album)

Diamonds on your neck, is them pretend?
Pretty women want a couple kids
Hangin’ on my last four kills for the highlights
Got an enemy that changes dependin’ what direction

Pop ’til it’s vacant
Are your shows packed? Is you well paid?
You’re placed in

(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)

My life, hiii life, high five, bye, bye
New York nigga be like "deadass"
I was off the porch like Fed-Ex
Popular demand, I understand my name is only for conversation
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
Pretty women want a new ass, new lips
Boy, yeah right Got your head right?
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
A bitches decision for you, is narrow
Is your car nice? Is your house big?
You pretend to get a better idea about the lifestyle
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
I don’t fair fight but I bear fight
Pretty women wanna push a Benz
Lookin’ for my next roadkill for the headlight
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
(Boy yeah)
You’re facin’
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
Keep pretendin’, make it real until every cell replaced, erased
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right

Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Pop ’til the wrist pop

K-Dot twilight the zeitgeist
[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
nigga be like "on the dead homies" L.A.
Collateral for Kendrick whenever exchange
How the thug life? How the love life?
[Bridge: Kućka]
(Boy yeah)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
I said, nigga, yeah right
Pop ’til he shakin’
Pop like four on the floor been in rotation
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
You’re chasin’
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
Just canary yellow gem, jumping out the fuckin’ gym
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Is your buzz right? How the workload?
Is your girl fine? Fuck her all night?
(Boy yeah)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
[Chorus: Vince Staples]

Got an enemy that tells you what block and what division
Swang like new Dana Dane, I ride dirty
(Boy yeah)
Paid like two Damon Wayans, retire early
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)

[Chorus: Vince Staples]
Come correct and she won’t let you in
Fade like shadows, the stallion, the cattle
Thumbin’ through a check, she gets it in
Collision, the money, and fame, the pharaoh
211, got bread on me
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
The physic, the chemist, the lame
If your song played, would they know that?
Pretty woman wanna be a rich man’s bitch
Temporary pimp, nah, don’t remember them
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
Compatible for riches with more to gain
Pretty woman wanna slit the wrist
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Roll like fried rice and tempura shrimp
Do the trap jump? Is the plug right?
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
No allegation
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right

Vince Staples – Homage (Big Fish Theory Album)

These niggas won’t hold me back
These niggas won’t hold me back
These hoes won’t hold me back
These niggas won’t hold me back
The bro from the ends down to get you
Mostly ’cause I don’t need to
[Verse 4: Vince Staples]

Long time ago I creeped through
These niggas won’t hold me back
These niggas won’t hold me back
‘Round the world in them planes
Hitchcock of my modern day
This my ghetto story, crescendo

Supercars, not drivin’ no Camry
These hoes won’t hold me back
These hoes won’t hold me back
These hoes won’t hold me back
Where the fuck is my VMA?
These hoes won’t hold me back
Still ain’t changed, still slightly deranged
Where the fuck is my Grammy?
I’m out in Bristol, bro from the ends got a pistol
These hoes won’t hold me back
I’m on a new level

These hoes won’t hold me back
These niggas won’t hold me back
[Outro: Kilo Kish]
But then you would know why the world on my penis
Everything see through
Fresh meals on the table, no Rally’s
These niggas won’t hold me back
Outrun my gun, I’m the bigshot now
These niggas won’t hold me back

I am too cultured and too ghetto
These hoes won’t hold me back
[Verse 3: Vince Staples]
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
These hoes won’t hold me back
Can’t figure where did I meet you

[Chorus: Vince Staples]
Please do not treat me like I’m not a genius
All my girls is my main girl
If you knew better you’d do better
Too much tempo, in Richard Prince mode
Go stupid
Get off your ass and move that thang, girl
These hoes won’t hold me back
These hoes won’t hold me back
Just lose yourself in the music
Don’t think too much, you gon’ lose it
Robert Longo, black as the Congo
These niggas won’t hold me back
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
These niggas won’t hold me back
Nowadays I don’t see you
Supermodels wearin’ no panties
Coupe with them same windows as limos
Dance on my Benz like we from Fillmore
I’m runnin’ on empty, the new River Phoenix
These hoes won’t hold me back
Was a pleasure to meet you

Prima Donna had them like "wow!"
These niggas won’t hold me back
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
These niggas won’t hold me back

Now whenever I see you
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
My girlfriend looks like she’s from Gilmore
Won’t no label have me in limbo

Still O.C., I won’t be restrained, girl
Your face, that smile, I see you
Pay me pronto, or it’s no convo

Vince Staples – Samo (Big Fish Theory Album)

Empty out your pockets, $10,000 fee for that talkin’
Same old

Watch me do the same old thing
And we wear our own clothes, we ain’t givin’ promo no mo’
Watch me do the same old thing, just the same old
Southern California livin’ What that accent ’bout?
Way up, way up
No doubt in mind, we the best alive
Eye contact is an extra five
Same old thang
We cracked and launched the murder rate
[Chorus: Vince Staples, (Kilo Kish) & A$AP Rocky]
Tryna break a player pockets, that’s a no no
[Outro : Kilo Kish]
Put ’em on with this business then put ’em on with your mama
Way up, way up
Ain’t a damn thing funny, but we laughin’ to the bank
We don’t do no bargain shoppin’, we don’t show no empathy
Same thing (way up, way up, way up, way up)
Do the same old thing, do the same old thing (way up, way up)
When I go OT, all the shows sold out
Want a show? Want a verse? Issa price. Issa fee
My partna them got bodies
Same thing (way up, way up, way up, way up)
Never told on my partners

If I pull up with my gun drawn, run, I make it bang
[Intro: Kilo Kish]
If I wrote your ass a love song, could I make it bang?
Watch me do the same old thing
Win the race or fix your face, your woman on my dinner plate
Same old
I’m comin’ for that last supper, center seat, I’ve been a G
This day forward, I ain’t takin’ photos
No testifyin’, we solid
Watch me do the same old thing, just the same old
Same thing (way up, way up, way up, way up)
Same thing (way up, way up, way up, way up)
Daddy in and out of prison, ain’t a father to my style
Chain, big chain, ain’t shit changed, same old thing

I’m the ODB of the OPB
Homie, tell me where you come from, tell me what you bang
And the hoes show out, tryna be a baby mama
Never blow it on a chain, rather blow my fuckin’ brain
Do the same old thing, do the same old thing (way up, way up)

Way up, way up
Way up, way up
Watch me do the same old thang
Just the same old thing (way up, way up)
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
I traffic ‘cross the interstate
[Chorus: Vince Staples, (Kilo Kish) & A$AP Rocky]
I’m tryna put ’em in ‘Raris
They know who did the killin’, but they didn’t see
They used to put us in G rides, so now I put ’em in college

Just the same old thing (way up, way up)
Chain, big chain, ain’t shit changed, same old thing
Decorator came from Spain, blow the budget on an accent couch
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]

Vince Staples – Party People (Big Fish Theory Album)

All I need, all I need
Party people, yeah
Party people, move
Party people I like to see you dance
Good vibrations is all I need
Somethin’ ’bout ya make me not doubt ya
My dick is strict for procreation
Please don’t look at me in my face
I see black cats on the daytime news
Bored with life as I board this plane
[Pre-Chorus]
Her lips, my lips stay well acquainted
Party people, yeah
I been stuck in my worldly ways
Out of sight, I’m out of my mind
I see black cats in the daytime too
Move your body if you came here to party
How I’m supposed to have a good time
If not then pardon me
Nowadays I’m overdatin’

Human issues, too strong for tissues
I can’t miss my flight and miss you too, boo
[Verse 1]

All I need, all I need
False bravado all masked by wealth
Good vibrations is all I need
First class seats is overrated
Move your body if you came here to party
Couple problems my cash can’t help

Party people I like to see you dance
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
Her morning moanings is callin’ me
Got things to do, got to make my moves
Won’t go ‘less they overpay us
Out of sight, I’m out of my mind

[Chorus]
Party people, yeah
Maybe baby, what’s your last name
How I’m supposed to have a good time
The sound of sunshine is callin’ me
I met God once at a rendezvous and felt star-struck
Off the rail, might off myself
Everybody might see my pain
Party people I like to see you groove

Awkward silence, my brain scream louder
Deja vu from my bayside view
I been fucked since my early days
Party people, move
When death and destruction’s all I see?
Party people I like to see you groove
With handcuffed wrists and their skin turned blue
Stewardess ask if I need help
Party people I like to see you dance
This is how we do, this is how we do
Party people, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
This is how we do, this is how we do
If not then pardon me
"Vince, the car’s out front"
Hopefully it still ain’t been changed
Propaganda, press pan the camera
All I need, all I need
Party people I like to see you dance
Good vibrations is all I need
The sound of sunshine is callin’ me
Askin’ when I’m gon’ blast myself
When death and destruction’s all I see?

Vince Staples – Bagbak (Big Fish Theory Album)

A deep dive, but within acceptable range

The next Bill Gates can be on Section 8 up in the projects
Obama ain’t enough for me, we only getting started
So ’til they love my dark skin
So sacrilegious, don’t ask to chat
(Bagbak, better back, back, you don’t know me, homie)
And stacked that, yeah I stacked that past the ceiling
Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now
We on now
Fornication is a sin, we can fuck all night regardless
Ain’t no gentrifying us, we finna buy the whole town
We on now, we on now
We on now
And don’t ask for pictures, bagbak I’m trippin’
We on now
This is for my future baby mama
(Better bagbak, better back, back, you don’t know me)
Clap your hands if the police ever profiled

They found it
So sacrilegious, don’t ask to chat
I can balance out your chakras
(Better bagbak, better back, back, you don’t know me)
Tell the president to suck a dick, because we on now
Gas break ‘n dip, the cash came, I flipped
Tell the president to suck a dick, because we on now
We need Tamikas and Shaniquas in that Oval Office

(Better bagbak, better back, back, you don’t know me)
(Bagbak, better back, back, you don’t know me)
(Bagbak, better back, back, you don’t know me, homie)
We on now
Bitch I’m goin’ all in
We on now
And stacked that, yeah I stacked that past the ceiling
‘Cause I’m chicken-checkin’
We on now
Boy, you trippin’
Tell the government to suck a dick, because we on now
We on now
And don’t ask for pictures, bagbak I’m trippin’
We on now
(Bagbak, better back, back, you don’t know me)
Go in ’til they take my bro’nem out them CDCRs
I’ll take you out that Honda
Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now
We on now

Pray the police don’t come blow me down ’cause of my complexion
Gas break ‘n dip, the cash came, I flipped
I can put you in a Benz
Boy I’m buoyant, we are
Everybody think they know me now
Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now
Our father art in heaven, as I pray for new McLarens
Negro, you are not my homie
Tell the government to suck a dick, because we on now
Until the president get ashy, Vincent won’t be votin’
How dare you think it’s different
We on now
Prison system broken, racial war commotion
(Better bagbak, better back, back, you don’t know me)
You ain’t gotta worry, don’t be scary ’cause we on now

Floating on them peons
Depth close to 3, 230 feet
Hope your skin is black as midnight

Vince Staples – Rain Come Down (feat. Ty Dolla $Ign) (Big Fish Theory Album)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Rain come down
Two page spread in the CR
(Rain come down)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Might get JFK’d, hope not I pray if
Need a buzz? What, you drinking?
Where I’m from we don’t go to police
When the sun goes down
Bet your girl goes down
I’m the blood on the leaves, I’m the nose on the Sphinx
[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain come down
Run these streets like Ali Bomaye
Riding in a drop top, sun where I think
Rain come down
Rain come down
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Rain come down
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
When the sun goes down
When the J goes ’round
Rain come down

Rain come down (and the rain)
Best bet, try not to compete
Rain come down
Bet your girl goes down
Car color of La Haine
(Rain come down)
Run these streets like Ali Bomaye
Think it was for Wang
Take a ride on my side where we die in the street
Dod ya man lay down?

Where I’m from we don’t run, we just roll with the heat
When the sun goes down
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain come down
When the sun goes down
Bet your girl goes down
Never need a girl to love me, I just need ’em fine
Rain come down
(And the rain)
I feel just like Snoop on Andre Day
On Parisian time, don’t be trippin’ on a text back
Rain come down
I’m the man, ten toes in the street
Rain come down

In the middle of the night

Did ya man lay down?
I’m Lou’ Bourgeois on the beat
Rain come down
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Rain come down
I’m the blood on the leaves, I’m the nose on the Sphinx
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
In the middle of the night
Where I’m from we don’t run, we just roll with the heat
Rain come down
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain come down
She getting naked under covers for the fame
When the J goes ’round
(Rain come down)
Can’t remember spring or fall, read it on a plane
If so, ain’t no thang to a G

In another world, Covergirl, but her chest flat
No, the cops don’t come for some weeks
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down

No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Might get JFK’d, hope not I pray if
Long nights, long summers we in Spain
Don’t drown in the brown, just drown in the sound
And the cops don’t come for some weeks
Rain come down
And the cops don’t come for some weeks
[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
[Verse 3: Vince Staples]
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
When the J goes ’round
I’m the back of the bus, take a seat
I’m Lou’ Bourgeois on the beat
Make it rain, in the club
In the middle of the night
I’m the man, ten toes in the street
Don’t you dream of how it feel to be in love?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Take a ride on the side where we die in the street
Rain come down
If so, ain’t no thang to a G
[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I feel just like Snoop on Andre Day
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Paid a pretty penny for my peace of mind
Best bet, try not to compete
Long flights playin’ with my brain
Rain come down
Rain come down
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain come down
Did ya man lay down?
Where I’m from we don’t go to police
No, the cops don’t come for some weeks
Rain come down
I’m the back of the bus, take a seat
She don’t wanna be another what’s-her-name
Ride in the drop top, sun where I think
Brown skin, blonde brain, Etta James
In the middle of the night
Bet your girl goes down
(And the rain)
(Rain come down)
I run North Side of the beach

I run North Side of the beach
When the J goes ’round

A.Chal – Shadows (On Gaz Album)

I never wanted that, that, that, that, that
[Verse 2]
I never wanted that, that, that, that, that
To fade into the sunlight

Kiss until we’re tongue tied
[Chorus]
Maybe it’s been me that’s been gettin’ in my way
I never wanted that, that, that, that, that
[Refrain]
[Refrain]
You can have it back, back, back, back, back
Californication, I don’t need a break
See them when they come by

I never wanted that, that, that, that, that
You can have it back, back, back, back, back
[Chorus]
[Outro]
I never wanted that, that, that, that, that
You can have it back, back, back, back, back
I’m swervin’ up the hills and I’m raisin’ up the stakes
I never wanted that, that, that, that, that
[Bridge]
Drivin’ just to unwind

You can have it back, back, back, back, back
And fade into the sunlight
You can have it back, back, back, back, back
You can have it all
I never wanted that, that, that, that, that
Until I’m goin’ on
I’m goin’ to the light with that
I’m swervin’ up the hills and I’m raisin’ up the stakes
You can have it back, back, back, back, back

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
Maybe it’s some things that I gotta give away
Shadows in the nighttime
Maybe it’s been me that’s been gettin’ in my way
I never wanted that, that, that, that, that

Drivin’ just to unwind

I’m goin’ to the light with that
Californication, I don’t need a break
You can have it back, back, back, back, back
You can have it back, back, back, back, back
Put too much on my life

Maybe it’s some things that I gotta give away