Hillside Heights

I'm going back to the Hills
Turn me up
Hills, Hills, Hills
Turn me up

Yeah, I just hit up Hillside let the rough water rip a beat apart (Rip rip)
Run through another one-two with the lays chipping up the Visa card
I parade you Macy me in the designer section of your Neiman Marc (Shopping bags)
Pulling up with 51 cards and a queen of hearts when the season starts
Chipping up the Visa card like a Frito card
With a freezing heart and it stay cold when the heater starts (Ice)
They looking at me same way they gotta look just to see the stars (Straight up)
Never waiting on someone else to back out even if I need to park
Imma do it up (Yeah yeah yeah)
Shawty tell me I make her feel like she's new to love (That's real)
I'm the best I say true enough (True)
Then she toot it up, just to get it drilled, and I screw it up (Bang)
Been broke and I'll never stay and I've been woke y'all snoozing us (Yeah)
And these fake friends got me losing trust (Yeah)
We a problem don't know what to do with us (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ay)
And that's real
Four score, touchdown
That's 28 cities that I touch down on tour
Don't let numbers get a hold on you (Sheesh)
That long road could take a toll on you
You lost I been tryna get a hold of you (Ay)
You call I'm already on the road to you (Vroom)
You call I'm already on the

I'm going back to the Hills (I'm going back)
Back to the (Hillside)
Heights (Heights, Heights, Heights, Heights)
Back to the, Hills, Hills, Hills
Back to the (Hillside)
Heights (Heights, Heights, Heights, Heights)



Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Cirlincione
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