Da -da
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I'll never let go of the dreams
that we've been chasing
Al ways felt bad for the hunts
that we were breakin'
Never felt the moment I spent
with you was wasted
I got all these memories,
no one can replace them
Whatever, whatever,
you know I'm down for it
We can go wherever, whenever,
you know I'm down to split
We can get some liquor and girls,
I won't be proud of it
I'm down to do whatever with clever,
I like the sound of it still
Crackin' open bottles,
you know we can't afford em
My wallet's gon' be empty
when the weekend is over
She's never seen the studio
and wants me to show her
But the studio's my bedroom,
girl, I don't even know ya
Whatever, whatever,
you know I'm down for it
Let's just keep on groundin',
I'm willing to wait around for it
You're tryin' to make us millionaires
before I'm 23
And yo, I'm tryin' to have
a Lexus just like yours
And drive around in it and I'll be goin'
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Committed to my brother
and you know that it's true
I hear some people poking fun,
say I'm calling you boo
They tell me peace and company,
but I say it's two
Because this business that we're on
is pretty much me and you
And like I say, the world's ours,
hey, I told you we got it
It's really you who said that
since the day I was brought in
And everybody else
feels like they've just been forgotten
So obsessed with what we're chasing
that there's no time to stop it
Well, it's whatever,
I'm not much of a tripper
I'm still cutting my own hair
in the bathroom with clippers
Still clean my Chuck Taylors
cause I can't afford Jay's
And I'm still waiting on the day
where we're finally paid
It's whatever's I know one day
we'll be richer than Milky Way
Stoked that neither of our families
trip on the bills they pay
I see you looking where we are
and you feel the same
And I can't help but dream it even bigger
till then I'll be saying
Da da da da da
If you want, I'll sit and drink with you
and we can kill our livers
But I'd rather not be
called an alcoholic,
let's be winners
You and I can climb the charts
and we can take our homies with us
By a stairway to the heavens,
if our budget will permit us
Fly your Led Zeppelin with our outdoors,
your fiddle fitters
Take our families on the road
and see them more than
just on Christmas
Cause all these songs we make,
if they're not hits, they're misses
And the misses don't write checks,
so keep your misses out your business
Yeah, you taught me
that this business kills relationships
So be prepared to lose them,
I know now this ain't the place for it
You told me this takes time,
I promised I would wait for it
You introduced me to success
and now I got a taste for it
As for my job,
I'm either married or I'm dating it
And I can't stand the looking ones
who failed and said they hated it
Never hate what we do
and for me there's no replacing it
Patient cause I know it's close,
till then I'll keep on saying it
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The Holdup 
