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Watching over me on the westside   Prayin that you hit me on a tough night  The time I spent with you was the best time   I wanna get with you, live my best life    I wanna get with you, live the best life   I don’t want to wait for another life   watching over me on the westside   I wanna get with you live my best life    I been living on that broke diet   thinking bout them days I won’t have to check the prices   Life Stressful, taking all the mileage   Tell me how I got that shit down to a science   My baby, jumping in that 02  Tell me how I make a milly grinding off that pro tools  Got her whipping ranges in the rain, she supposed to   Thats the shit I’m close to, when everybody know who   So close yet so far   Turn the Kmart to goyard   Benz from a go kart   Casablanca like bogart   Find me when the show start   More than a born star I will die art   Life is learned   Bridges burned, world turns   I got   Money earned   And   It’s well deserved     watching over me on the westside   Prayin that you hit me on a tough night  The time I spent with you was the best time   I wanna get with you, live my best life    I wanna get with you, live the best life   I don’t want to wait for another life   watching over me on the westside   I wanna get with you live my best life     Watching   Over me   Watching   Over me     Life story   Not boring   Turn yo ringer off when this legend  is recording   Feeling to important, they tryna check my sources   What’s a money tree when you ain’t plant an orchard   Get at me   Open sesame   Someone blessing me   Never let a man that never did shit flex on me   Got my ends up  Rubberbanded   That upper hand shit, tell god advance it, and granted   I think expansive   Visualize a seed and plant it in the soil   Told you I could do this and you ask me why I know so   I been switchin zip codes   Chillin out LA though   I Always know you watching even when you do not  say so   watching over me on the westside   Prayin that you hit me on a tough night  The time I spent with you was the best time   I wanna get with you, live my best life    I wanna get with you, live the best life   I don’t want to wait for another life   watching over me on the westside   I wanna get with you live my best life 

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I wanna make money Money wanna make me I wanna live somewhere sunny I wanna live free Everybody look at me, look at me Like I’m some kind of remedy, remedy I’m just a go getter, trendsetter, jetsetter So much better Gimme gimme money, gimme gimme more Gimme GET RICH! Imma get it, imma imma get it ?GET RICH! I wanna make paper?Paper wanna make me Wake up in a new land I wanna live grand Gimme your dinero, gimme gimme more Gimme

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Cherry Trees growing in my backyard I am free, something I will speak on And I feel, you know what I mean tho Mama said eat what’s on your plate boy Fell asleep Rest my mind on the head board Stay dreaming of Cherry Trees It was 1991 and my mama had a son Prayed with the holy oil then told him hit the ground and run Woulda thought I had a gun, Nobody came around Now its changed up everybody on my dick like my pants down Grandma told me pull my pants up, I do not live in the past bruh I didn't even win class clown, but I did run all my cash up But I did get all my bands up, run up a check has been checked off Check 1 check 2 check 3, my accountant getting pissed off My account getting catfished, Instagram seen a bad (UH) Slid in her DM’s real quick got her number like I’m slick rick But it wasn’t always like this, I’d try to fly and I’d fall Had me going thru withdrawals, I dreamed of having it all All I wanted was it all, All I wanted was it all Nigga had a dream for it all winter summer spring thru the fall All I hated was it all, All I wanted was it all Usta couldn't get her number now they see me and they all wanna call Now back then they didn’t want me, now I’m hot they all on me Back then they didn’t want me, now I’m hot they all on me Back then they didn’t want me, now I’m hot they all on me Yeah they all on me. Cherry Trees growing in my backyard I am free, something I will speak on And I feel, you know what I mean tho Mama said eat what’s on your plate boy Fell asleep Rest my mind on the head board Stay dreaming of Cherry Trees Waiting on the board time, got the carry on Got a window seat with the baddest woman on my arm like Life aint shit if you don’t got love n Nigga life still good when we don’t got drugs Nigga uh, everyday chill Why you gotta lie gotta keep it real Till a nigga die I’ma do it how I feel Never lose hold just to get a dolla bill, Nah They used to play me but now they look foolish Bitch why you callin I bet you feel stupid Wasn’t you shit talking if not then who then Yall heathen yall useless yall desperate yall cool kids a trip Trip kota dont slip, I got world all up in my grip Yeah, climbing this tree, finding my peace Hop out the nest as I’m spreading my wings Hope that you watching me getting my dreams Promise you’ll never forget who I be Oh no Oh no oh no oh Cherry Trees growing in my backyard I am free, something I will speak on And I feel, you know what I mean tho Mama said eat what’s on your plate boy Fell asleep Rest my mind on the head board Stay dreaming of Cherry Trees

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Don’t you go missing on me  Losing everything you thought you would be   Just another shooting star   Never thought that you would fall so hard   So hard     When you riding out at night in that new foreign car   Don’t forget where you came from don’t forget who you are   Just a girl, from the east coast, dreams being another star   It’s same old fuckin story   Getting kind of boring   Got that   pussy makin moves for you  Politicin, makin loot for you  Rich men in pursuit of you  That ain’t nothin new to you  Another night on 405   Calm on a lonely drive   Asked you if you dead inside?   Death of a socialite   Want that money overnight   Putting in that overtime   Got the things you cannot buy   Built from different design     Don’t you go missing on me  Losing everything you thought you would be   Just another shooting star   Never thought that you would fall so hard   So hard     Burning up on me baby   Burning up on me now  Burning up on me baby   Burning up on me now     I know you like the game   I know you love the chase   I know you’re much more than just a pretty face   A dangerous little thing in the world doin damage   Shoot first, no questions,  you a savage   And if you wanna be a star tonight   Cameras flashing all in your eyes   Paparazzi, killed princess di   Girl I told you don’t believe those lies

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Never be your beast of burden My back is broad Yeah, it's hurting All I want is for you to make love to me Never be your beast of burden I've walked for miles My feet are hurting All I want is for you to make love to me Never be your beast of burden So lets go home And draw the curtain Come on baby, make sweet love to me Am I hard enough? Am I rich enough? Am I rough enough? Am I not too blind to see? Am I rough enough? Am I tough enough? Am I rich enough? In love enough? Oh, please Am I rough enough? Am I tough enough? Am I rich enough? In love enough? Oh, please

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Verse 1 Yeah Temptation through my city high off life elevate Song song playing in my head anytime anyplace So nice yeah I'm in my zone Screaming out I did this on my own Mansion parties feel like home How can I feel so right but be so wrong Pour shots,pour shots, pour shots,pour more Tomorrow night do it all again that's an encore Twisted misunderstood 100 dollar bill Pay 100 strangers one dollar just to see how i feel Valet like i parked your ride Money mean eventually gotta lies Women hold secrets they don't look you in the eyes Thankful to the angels to be alive Trade places ,trade places .vroom vroom like a porshe do Vroom vroom like a porshe do Pull out yeah and that porshe blue .. Chorus Born a sinner what you say ,say Guilty pleasures get you to come out and play ,play All these women drinks faded ,faded Party with the Rich Kids wasted Born a sinner what you say Guilty pleasures get you to come out and play ,play All these women drinks faded ,faded Party with the Rich Kids wasted Verse 2 Wake up , lights out feeling trippy This that sound for the partners who gonna envy Wonder books with no story Wake up to a chick name Loreen White walls & floors around my crib that look like chlorine Images of things that happen when we together that's gorgeous Moonshine we drinking all nite so pour it We turnt up , zoned out , camera action go final Old school vibe like we cutting up to vinyl Excuse my French , excuse my gesture In my mind your my guilty pleasure Yea u know I like the way you move it So girl put your back into it Dope Chorus Chorus Born a sinner what you say ,say Guilty pleasures get you to come out and play ,play All these women drinks faded ,faded Party with the Rich Kids wasted Born a sinner what you say Guilty pleasures get you to come out and play ,play All these women drinks faded ,faded Party with the Rich Kids wasted Bridge Born a sinner what you say Come out and play Drinks drinks faded With the rich kids wasted