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[feat. Pharrell] [Pharrell:] There's a rainbow everywhere depending on where you stand Whether the dashboard a yay or the walls a hundred grand each Double R interior tan, outside is peach Oh you tryna make a deal out in golden beach Or the Florida Keys ducking the Florida D's But you only end up with bricks and sand I know niggas that run from their shadows like Peter Pan Running like it's a Nike commercial but he's the man What they don't like on site he murk like he's the clan 8 balls the size of baseballs like Jeter's hand It fecal fam', yeah it's the shit Zip ya face up when skateboard is on the script Catch me in the Gap V with some BBC trunks Flip flops sipping on cream like it's punch I push the spaceship with the chrome lady in the front Bending over like she just puffed Busta's blunt I told y'all motherfuckas once, I think I'm hungry Finna eat ya'll niggas lunch Ya'll niggas cunts, I'm from the commonwealth Where wealth ain't common When niggas roll around with chrome solvers looking for problems Mouth full of gold, flame when they roll Arthritic fingers niggas bang when they stroll Letras de cancionesTrading in the hats for the cane and the gold The golds for the chain and the cane was on swole Ayo Tip get these pion niggas told [T.I:] Still stand tall when it all falls down Whether Hollywood hills or a one horse town You should know better, there's no better than these four letters More than ever niggas want me dead Cause they starving and I'm getting fed But fuck 'em anyway I'd rather be me on my worst day than to be a sucka nigga on his birthday All cake no candles, just a living example Ten toes down all out no sandals Godfather, a young Marlon Brando Let me make sure they understand yo Here ye, here ye, you wise you fear me Real niggas on they shine, much obliged, merci! Everybody wanna criticise him 'bout how bad he ended up Look how bad he coulda been I coulda caught a body sold a brick to somebody Who volunteered my information to the federales I made it outta all of that like I ain't gon be proud of that So petty shit, you sticking to me, gimme all you got of that Doing this for all my niggas Who 'bout to go to prison and let a nigga kill 'em So we leaving this PO snub nose in his denim Trap or death is waiting round the corners that he been in On bended knee, God forgive us, we've been sinning In our defence, look at the options we've been given Laying in the prison cell staring at the ceiling Back in this bitch again, I guess they weren't bullshittin' huh Still wonder where it all went wrong Since Phil got killed I ain't never moved on Like I'm still in the club where the blows got thrown When my crown fell down and I got dethroned Bunch of niggas around but I feel all alone Like a piece of me is missin', guess it never came home Probably died in a van when it all hit the fan Save the life of a friend we don't all get the chance Now here I stand with blood on my hands trying hard to explain so hi' mom understand I done fought for the loss for the soul of a man Only soldiers know how that'll take a toll on a man Burdens on the World of my shoulders: heavy Visibly composed, my emotions buried Scary, so if I pop a pill, smoke a blunt or take a shot Ya'll let a niggga live Still baffled how my life unravelled In the meantime time just travelled Can't see behind the walls of my castle Opinionated pions son but who asked you I tell you what you do Take ya two cents Kick rocks to a fountain pitching to make a wish Shit, if wishes had wings, they'd all make it to heaven And we'd all be kings If wishes had wings, they'd all make it to heaven And we'd all be kings Yeah From Letras Mania