Open up the terrace let me see the view
walking on the clouds it’s only me and you
Always going 100 in a 35
Let me hold the wheel and put your hand in mine
You don’t have to tell me everything you feel
Just put me in my place if I don’t keep it real
Momma said that you could be a better man
But mama ain’t nobody get me like he can
Independent get yea I solo grind
Afters hours in the beamer yolo time
Producer want to put an MC on this take
But I ain’t put a rapper on unless its – Uhh
Open up the gates and let me in your life
You can be the prince and I can be his wife
I never doubt you for a minute
My life ain’t worth the f**king stress if you ain’t in it
Open up the gates and let the angels sing
Let em play the [bad word] when they see the [bad word] through
I never doubt you for a minute
My life ain’t worth the f**king stress if you ain’t in it
Ahh phrase it like a Sade track
Let it be some jazz i’ll bring that Amy back
Let the record breathe I think they overdue
(Radio star born [bad word] [bad word] 
Never give your honey to the hungry bees
You stay picking peaches from my Georgia trees
We can go vacation on them Georgian Seas
(Eastern European grown island breeze)
Everybody has at least 1 [bad word] [bad word] 
I don’t want this life unless it’s me and you
If I sign a deal than we can split the gold
Need you in my life to keep away the cold
We can buy the condo with the roof top view
We can watch the sky turn Ivy Blue
Always been the one that you want all the time
Houstatlantavegas Georgia on your mind
Open up the gates and let me in your life
You can be the prince and I can be his wife
I never doubt you for a minute
My life ain’t worth the f**king stress if you ain’t in it
Open up the gates and let the angels sing
Let em play the [bad word] when they see the [bad word] through
I never doubt you for a minute
My life ain’t worth the f**king stress if you ain’t in it
Georgia Girl, let her in and she changed your world
Just like in the movies (Repeat 2x)
Ya we all the way in it
No getting out from this
Can’t tell my mom bout this
We gotta go please find a way, We gotta get away
Ya he’s all the way in it
He ain’t getting out of it
He get so proud of it
He think about it everyday
We gotta get away
Open up the gates and let me in your life
You can be the prince and I can be his wife
I never doubt you for a minute
My life ain’t worth the f**king stress if you ain’t in it
Open up the gates and let the angels sing
Let em play the [bad word] when they see the [bad word] through
I never doubt you for a minute
My life ain’t worth the f**king stress if you ain’t in it
Outro: Away on a river, beyond the meadow,
Just past the mountian, it’s on the other side Zwaybaya-ah
On the other side…

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