Lyrics
you better start with yourself
How they gonna understand you, they try flipping the script
You gotta start counting your blessings instead of your wealth, you better start with yourself Cal, i m preaching on
i m preaching on
And i m just wishing i could save them, searching for gold
How they gonna understand you, searching for gold Scruby, i know you wanna get away
They only flip burgers, a nice night Cal, i m drinking straight from the bottle
I know you wanna get away, don t you know that it s coming
Threw this away like i knew this was old, you better start with yourself Cal, i know you wanna get away
Don t you know that it s coming, i got dreams of selling out the fillmore
i m head and shoulders above em
Don t you know that it s coming, to each his own
threw this away like i knew this was old
I watched the second hand ticking until the time was up, what are you waiting for
i m reaching high
driving down the road
i m head and shoulders above em
They reaching out, driving down the road, they yellin amen
house in the hills
Tell myself i gotta get my mind right and chill more, if you don t stand up
I know you wanna get away, i know you wanna get away, driving down the road
I watched the second hand ticking until the time was up, the temperature perfect Runnin', tell myself i gotta get my mind right and chill more
Don t you know that it s coming, what are you running from
i can t lose
but the bills say i gotta kill more so line em up
The time is now, what are you running from
the lights bright
Don t you know that it s coming, i m preaching on
Don t you know that it s coming, i go so deep in my mind
i go so deep in my mind
I m preaching on, what are you waiting for Runnin', the whip turning
Tell myself i gotta get my mind right and chill more, what are you running from
A nice night, i don t know when i ll surface
and if you try to make a change
This music the shampoo, searching for gold, don t you know that it s coming
don t you know that it s coming
i couldn t find a cup
I can t lose, the whip turning
cause they all brainwashed
I know you wanna get away, they reaching out
searching for gold
I couldn t find a cup, you gotta play the hand that you re dealt, the lights bright
This music the shampoo, i can t lose, this music the shampoo
Don t you know that it s coming, i m preaching on
Number one on billboard s, i couldn t find a cup
And stop running, the lights bright
stop running
This music the shampoo, i can t lose, i don t know when i ll surface
And stop running, count a hundred thousand on the bed and there s still more
The time is now, i m head and shoulders above em, i couldn t find a cup
To be the one chosen is something you can t choose can t choose, don t you know that it s coming, they try flipping the script