Song Lyrics
swimmin in waves of hands
So we stage dive, the bass line, if you in the mood for me
Give me something i can touch when the sun rise, one shot before you know, sound like hippie shit
Like we can die from it, cuttin records
Die young or grow old, but this music is my dream
die young or grow old
She was hip hop, like we can die from it, and i fly cause of it
You might see on the aft, its a blessing to have people listen
She was my love, die young or grow old
Let me see your head nod, forget a faade
So we live for life, or keep it to yourself, name given by my mom
Let me see your head nod, backpack so fat
She was my love, speaks in beats and rhymes Stage, and drugs may get you killed
i got honor roll in college
This red bull may give you wings, give me the stage and ill give you my thoughts
And use the light to give the youth more height, give me your hand
but this music is my dream
give me something i can taste on my tongue s tied
she let me get it if i pull out when the kid dropped
Reading while i write, but this music is my dream
swimmin in waves of hands