Written and Performed by ill Nicky
Produced by River Beats and Will Saulsky
Mixed and Mastered by Will Saulsky
Special Thanks - Steven Felix, Cheeba Hawk, Trevor Linn
Recorded at ill Music Group, Los Angeles, CA.
Distributed by United Masters
ill Music Group, All Rights Reserved
lyrics
Outside my home
Fairfax and Melrose
On beds of roses
Wake up and smell those,
I hear those demons,
snakes still breathing
I move my own way,
I got my reasons
ten toes touched down that’s real talk
I been really heating up and yea I’m still hot,
I don’t ever catch feelings but she real hot,
I might pull up in the whip and let her peel off.
Gotta skirt for the money,
I don’t know about you,
Word to Kid Cudi,
I’m the man on the moon,
I’m still getting bloody,
But I’m fighting right thru,
Give a fuck if y’all love me,
Gotta bust my moves,
I’m still with 6 1 Nina,
But I’m tryna put cash on the visa,
On God i need the ice like freezer,
Hold up, I was in the city and they showed me love,
But it started feelin like old re run,
No cap showed em how to break these numbers
If I ever helped you don’t owe me none,
Outside my home
Fairfax and Melrose
Dead sleep with roses
Wake up and smell those,
I hear those demons,
Those snakes still breathing
I move my own way,
I got my reasons
ten toes touched down that’s real talk
I been really heating up and yea I’m still hot,
I don’t ever catch feelings but she real hot,
I might pull up in the whip and let her peel off.
Gotta skirt for the money,
I don’t know about you,
Word to Kid Cudi,
I’m the man on the moon,
I’m still getting bloody,
But I’m fighting right thru,
Give a fuck if y’all love me,
Gotta bust my moves,
I don’t need to let up
Mother fuck my liver
The world gotta know
I’m a big dick swinger,
walk thru the door,
With a black chinchilla,
Panamara Porsche,
Pullin up like Thrilla
Jacket with the zippers but I feel like a prince,
Down in Hollywood them little models throw kisses
Haters all around still mad and throwin fits,
Wonder why they actin like kids.
They looking for the answer,
But they never danced with
The devil himself
And made him beg for the pastor
Big mob business,
From the coast to Atlanta,
I’m tryna chop cheese
That ain’t just for the camera
Put a few cups down give it to the squad,
Wrap big blunts got them lookin like logs
Presendential suite, make a bitch wanna tik tok
And call up everyone and make em watch
Outside my home
Fairfax and Melrose
Dead sleep with roses
Wake up and smell those,
I hear those demons,
Those snakes still breathing
I move my own way,
I got my reasons
ten toes touched down that’s real talk
I been really heating up and yea I’m still hot,
I don’t ever catch feelings but she real hot,
I might pull up in the whip and let her peel off.
Gotta skirt for the money,
I don’t know about you,
Word to Kid Cudi,
I’m the man on the moon,
I’m still getting bloody,
But I’m fighting right thru,
Give a fuck if y’all love me,
Gotta bust my moves,
An album steeped in classic Ohio funk and soul, traveling from psych-rock to industrial, from 808s to old-school rap. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 21, 2017
