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Wiz Khalifa

Guilty Conscience

 

Guilty Conscience

(albüm: Taylor Allderdice - 2012)


[Wiz Khalifa:]
Uh, I'm higher than a plane and I don't wanna land
Every time I speak I see a hundred grand
Rolling so much weed it's like the motherland
I ain't talking English, I'm talking rubber bands
Jacksons, Franklins, either one of them
You ain't talking paper, dawg, so you don't understand
Spazzing on these niggas, bitch I'm going H.A.M
Taxing all these niggas call me Uncle Sam
Rapping got me on the beach relaxing
Smoking OG, by the LB now the Ocean's filled with ashes
And niggas keep on hating, I just roll one get my cash and
Hear 'em talk bout what they gon' do, but I know that ain't gon' happen

When you think of a gang of real niggas spending money
Then you thinking bout us
When you think of who came in here bought anything they wanted
Then you thinking bout us
When you think of some niggas who gon' get it how they live
Then you thinking bout us
When you think of who really out here doing it big
Then you thinking bout us

I roll 'em faster than a train and I don't wanna stop
Niggas say "need a verse", they 50 grand a pop
Smoking on the best, graded at the top
Finish up another tour and buy another watch
Fly a new plane, board another yacht
Do another show, I'm out here getting paid, but you will never know
My cheese so long, my weed so strong, think I'mma overdose
Uhhh, man I'm bagging it, MCM bag, loud pack in it
Try turn down but I can't get it
I'mma roll one, pass it around til everybody in the room can't finish
You a fuck nigga so you can't hit it, ball so hard that you can't win it
So much money bank can't fit it, had my own style til you ran wit it
OG kush I'm the man wit it

When you think of a gang of real niggas spending money
Then you thinking bout us
When you think of who came in here bought anything they wanted
Then you thinking bout us
When you think of some niggas who gon' get it how they live
Then you thinking bout us
When you think of who really out here doing it big
Then you thinking bout us

[Rob Markman & Wiz Khalifa:]
Recently you wrote a letter to your fans
And it was about four or five paragraphs
And about two sentences said
"Rolling Papers, maybe I would've done it different."

Honestly, that was just me being real with myself
And real with my fans
Rolling Papers was a learning experience
Just like how everything was
And me getting with a label and trying new things
Like I say, I'm not a stubborn person
So, I work with different people
I write different records that people may say that they like
You gotta try different things, you gotta do different things
But when you talk about longevity
You can't base that off one year or six months
Or eight months or anything like that
So, really I was just speaking to anybody that was
Riding with me for the long run
And who's looking for the next thing for me
To do

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