Hope

[Intro: Chevy Woods] Way before your time the world knew this would happen Was destiny to many, was just hard work for you As you were brought into this world You tried to find out about your surroundings The people, the feeling of being alive and breathing the air The smiles you see at that point are the ones you should always remember Authentic is due to the choices you make for yourself It'll be a bunch of fake smiles so easy to forget But some although not healthy for them will create an understanding of what the word real means Us and never I is one of your greatest attributes Others before thyself as long as long as thyself is taken care of is well being And money, well, I know you know how to get money I'm gonna say this one time only, live young man, you deserve it Let's celebrate, Blacc Hollywood And we be in the club, buying all our champagne Spillin' it on the couches Me and my niggas deserve this shit We was there for the come up I am Blacc Hollywood, I live Blacc Hollywood [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] Yea, yea, yea Hope you got thousands in your pocket cause she ain't lookin' for love Hope you pop a lot of bottles cause she ain't lookin' for love Hope you drive the newest car because she ain't lookin' for love Hope you brought a lot of drugs because she ain't lookin' for love That's no love That's no love That's no love That's no love Hope you got thousands in your pocket cause she ain't lookin' for love Hope you pop a lot of bottles cause she ain't lookin' for love [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Pull up to the club with my thugs smokin' so strong Hop out and walk through the back, so high I don't know where I'm at Them bitches get open, I'm with some niggas who all 'bout that action Poppin' them bottles, you look outside, see them foreigns She get them dollars out them niggas cause she ain't lookin' for love Smoke that loud up by the pound, she get champagne and drink it up Hope you ain't a Captain Savior cause she ain't lookin' for cuffs In the club spinnin' face, she in your face, you think it's love Said you throwin' dubs, bro that ain't enough Money, clothes, and drugs, that's what bitches love Rollie cold as fuck, that's what bitches love Back to the topic, pop that ass and please don't stop it [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] [Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign] That's no love, that's no love That's your bitch, get her bed in my truck You ain't give her what she needed, and she ain't lookin' for love Homie she don't want no flowers, only make her cum [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Poppin' ass, kinda naughty, met her ass at the party Took her to the after party, drink some gin off her body Spend some ends, now I'm going in Took her and her friend, hit the skins Then we smoked again, eyes like I'm Korean Shots of gin, that's what all this juice is for In Blacc Hollywood, that's my newest car I'm like eney meeney, I got plenty Pockets filled with hundreds, fifties Nothin' lower, come fuck with a stoner and get stoned [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]