Текст песни SANTA FE pt. 2 - Alexx Cloud

Tip toe, through the window
By the window, that is where I'll be
Come tip toe, through the tulips, with me

Ain't no city that's quite like mine
Light the candles, let's do a séance
That's my version of a quiet time

Ain't no city that's quite like mine
Bunch of vatos hanging out the window yellin'

If life a gamble, you should roll the dice
Or you can shut the fuck up, take your own advice
Your opinion of me really doesn't matter
You can probably keep your two cents, cause to me that shit is still overpriced I'm like, whoa

Everything I do is oversized
My city different we grew up playing with the Ouija boards and the poltergeists
I can't help if yo ruca like me, heard about my chorizo pipe
She said that I'm muy frio, and that just mean that I'm cold as ice

Yeah, I heard her saying you the one
but you lil' bro and I'm big dawg, so that's an automatic oversight
Ain't nobody really over me, all you boys really overhyped
I been workin' for a long time, bitch this ain't really happening overnight

You ain't been inside of St. Catherine's
You ain't never hit Canyon Road to see the glow house with them broken lights
You ain't slept in heaven or hell, you said you don't believe in demons
If you walk down Cerillos Road on the 31st of October nights you better

I'm tired of running around
I'm tired of living
I'm tired of dreaming
I'm too tired to do what you like to see

Ain't no city that's quite like mine
Light the candles, let's do a séance, that's my version of a quiet time
Ain't no city that's quite like mine
Bunch of vatos hanging out the window yellin' a la eh we gon' ride tonight

Yeah, ain't no city that's quite like mine
Ain't no city that's quite like mine
I said, ain't no city that's quite like mine
Ain't no city that's quite like mine

Bunch of vatos hanging out the window yelling
A la eh we gon' ride tonight

I'm the coldest from New Mexico
I said, matter of fact, you know I spit it colder than a frozen coat that's on an Eskimo
I'm not a gangster but I ride with David he got a semi-auto, he call BPM
Because when he shoot it go, Doo, doo, doo, when the chopper knock it's like a metronome

If I ain't told y'all, I'm finna let you know
Recording music with Spiffy Davis at The Sangre's cuz I'm blessed you know?
If they loooking for me, you can tell them that I'm on Camino Carlos
at the Sprite Courts
If they loooking for me, you can tell them that I'm on Camino Carlos
at the Sprite Courts, so I

Ain't no city that's quite like mine
Light the candles, let's do a séance, that's my version of a quiet time
Ain't no city that's quite like mine
Bunch of vatos hanging out the window yellin' a la eh we gon' ride tonight

Yeah, ain't no city that's quite like mine
Ain't no city that's quite like mine
I said, ain't no city that's quite like mine
Ain't no city that's quite like mine

Bunch of vatos hanging out the window yelling
A la eh we gon' ride tonight