The Thrill - Wiz Khalifa & Empire of the Sun

Can you roll down a window I just wanna feel the wind blow in my face 'Cause these moments come one blink at a time That's why I never wanna close my eyes, yeah I can feel a riot in the air tonight The kind of trouble you can taste And I, can't wait And I, can't wait It's the thrill, I feel my heartbeat race And I can't wait, can't wait Jamie, Johnny and Jack know Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em down, sh-sh-shooter Dance it up, we never black out Never chase, never waste, never hesitate no 'Cause these moments come one blink at a time And we're just laughing as we lose our mind, yeah We could be a riot in the air tonight Start the kind of trouble you can taste And I, can't wait And I can't wait It's the thrill, I feel my heartbeat race And I, can't wait, can't wait 'Til they play our song 'Til the lights come on 'Til we can't drive home shout Give me more, give me more 'Til we're all alone 'Til we greet the sun Give me more, give me more, yeah Give me more, give me more And I, can't wait And I, can't wait It's the thrill I feel my heartbeat race And I, can't wait, can't wait

I can see it slipping through my fingers But I didn't feel a thing I thought it was best to keep moving forward I am the one standing still I'm on the outside And I'm told to keep my distance You're on the inside And it's hard to keep resisting Cause when i look at you it's such a thrill Yeah every time I look at you it's such a thrill They say that life is ever changing But old habits are hard to kill They say that my life is just an illusion Reflections in the ocean landing still Oh I'm on the outside And I'm told to keep my distance You're on the inside And it's hard to keep resisting Cause when i look at you it's such a thrill Yeah every time I look at you I know I love you still Oh I'm on the outside And I'm told to keep my distance You're on the inside And it's hard to keep resisting Yeah it's hard to keep resisting Yeah it's hard to keep resisting Cause when I look at you it's a hard thing to do Every time I look at you I know I love you still Oh I'm on the outside You're on the inside Cause when i look at you it's such a thrill Yeah every time I look at you I know I love you still

Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success And I can't stand her up no they don't understand us Cuz, they say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (Round and round) yeahh They say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (round and round) yeahh Wait they dying to get the diamonds off my plate The more I give the more they tryin to take Like I be serving you this evening got the nerve to Wonder how I eat cuz while you sleep-in ima wake Aw man what is yull saying Money long yull's in like an on ramp Young boss man I be with a lot of goons That know how to aim but dat chopper stay on auto-tune I paint a perfect picture for it So you gon need your high definition cord They say I made it cause there ain't a thing I can't Afford and car service get me to my plane before it Begins to board, aye they think they hell I'm on a highway Cause I treat everyday like it's a Friday My situation straight you looking sideways On my grizzly cause my crime pays Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success And I can't stand her up no they don't understand us Cuz, they say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (Round and round) yeahh They say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (round and round) yeahh Three cell phones no home number The shit that I be will take you out your zone comfort Quiet when I'm home but mention me when I'm gone Schedule getting full I had to I had to sync it with My iphone, and I can't get out of plane mode Cause every time I turn around I wake up in a different Time zone (different time zone) Not concerned with all the fame but want the world To know my name when I'm gone So just give me the light Quiet on the set show me where the cameras at (Where the cameras at), I'm telling you I'm ready (Telling you I'm ready), no I'm telling you I'm ready (I'm telling you I'm readyy) Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success And I can't stand her up no they don't understand us Cuz, they say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (Round and round) yeahh They say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (round and round) yeahh

I'm a boss in the game I deserve six rings I go hard in the paint They wanna know my number and my name They swear to God I got a cheat code I'm going for the three This shit is easy like a free throw I go beast mode Ballin' on 'em 93 Mike Jordan on 'em Swish nigga It's all in the wrist nigga And we aim for the top everyday just to change our lives Know the name, know the game Know the things that they ain't gon' like Not afraid to express what it takes so we made our own way You not in the game I call shots in the game like Huh what's the play Yeah what's the play What's the play Huh what's the play What's the play Yeah what's the play What's the play Huh what's the play I'm on my Wayne Gretzky I got so much ice on Smoking on that strong pack, strong pack Hit it hard, Mike Tyson Sliding home plate, safe Paid in full just like ace But I ain't working at the cleaners I get that pack and serve it like Serena Ballin' on 'em 93 Mike Jordan on 'em Touchdown We got the club going up I'm bout to roll something up And we aim for the top everyday just to change our lives Know the name, know the game Know the things that they ain't gon' like Not afraid to express what it takes so we made our own way You not in the game I call shots in the game like Huh what's the play Yeah what's the play What's the play Huh what's the play What's the play Yeah what's the play What's the play Huh what's the play

Does anybody have regular size papers out there? King size? I'll use those Got the windows down, radio's on on on You got it all, well at least you think you do When it's time to ball, niggas better think of you You see the life you wanna live on TV and wanna be a part of it Spend every night just popping bottles, pouring drinks in VIP, and you love it The more you make, the more they hate, the more they're fake, don't worry, that's just how the game go The more you make, the more they hate, the more they're fake, but I'm just singin' the same note, playin' the same song Got the windows down, radio's on on on You got it all, well at least they think you do (woo, yeah) When they say workin' hard, man, they better think of you Cause all these plaques, nigga, that's because of it Wouldn't have shit if it wasn't for it Smokin' on medicinal, spraying ozium to try cover it In the game playin' hard, but I'm just in the game, I ain't in love with it Y'all niggas tryin' to get famous, a nigga like me tryin' to get fuckin' rich Fuckin' rich, fuckin' rich, broke ass niggas can't fuck with this Fuck a deal, when it goes down, got a hundred mill on my bucket list Y'all niggas gon' keep on hatin' but we ain't gonna stop then You'll catch me in somethin' foreign and the top gon' be droppin' Got the windows down, radio's on on on

Yeah It's nothing new, haha 'Cause this is exactly what I do, uh What up E, haha The good weed's lit on this one Yeah Ridin' by myself, uhh Yep, uhh The World turning, the weed burning Them haters talkin', I keep earning Know some will say life's a bitch Well I'ma' keep flirtin' And fuck that bitch for the money and Louie V purchases Old folks jock my car 'cause they know just what this is Niggas felxin' hard with no bars, they got weak servants Keep verses, Mortal Kombat Look at my ring, if I ain't ballin' bitch then what you call that Nothing but net, ain't back cause I never left I did everything right nigga better yet Rolling bomb for the niggas that's around us Something like a contractor building from the ground up Now just, oh Twist up this weed Realize that you are in the presence of a G Don't fuck up my paper meaning my cheese Or the ones I use to roll up my trees Fuck it, you know what I mean I'm riding round, smoking, my music up loud Gotta' do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they hate on the low Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own I'm in a race, and taking the winner's place No foot on the brakes One the best, homie that's what they call me It's lonely at the top, got no company so Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own See me, when I'm alone, wishing they could fuck with me My ex calling my phone, wishing she could stunt with me But I'm just ridin' dog Doing a buck .50 Stunting like Jet Li, boat houses and Jet Ski's Thirty on the flight, ice like the Gretsky's My dime pieces only recognize the best trees Treat 'em like I don't need 'em boy, you best believe You in her face, I let her breathe Oh, oh From debated on, to waited on From hated on, to the nigga they put cake up on 'Cause we are Young Movie stars 'Cause we are Young Movie stars I'm ridin' round, smoking good, music up loud Gotta' do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they hate on the low Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own I'm in a race, and taking the winner's place No foot on the brakes One the best, homie that's what they call me It's lonely at the top, got no company so Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own (Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh) (Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh) (Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh) Oh-oh-oh, now I just stunt on my own Bitches ain't say shit to me but now they won't leave me alone Used to walk the other way But now they all come to my home And they calling my phone 'Cause my paper is long Nothing, they singing my songs Get hired up, if they want Then I bring them along We flying up Now you want me to take it all off Want me to take it all off Tell a bitch I'ma' ball And I'ma' buy a new crib for my niggas in all 'Cause I remember days we'd sit and pictured it all Nigga swear I'd leave or pictured I'd fall Counting reasons why they hate, your bitch think I'm a star 'Cause we are Young, gifted, not to mention out here making muthafucking millions Yeah, I said it, muthafucking millions Got my money up, I'm in the building I'm ridin' round, smoking good, music up loud Gotta' do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they hate on the low Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own I'm in a race, and taking the winner's place No foot on the brakes One the best, homie that's what they call me It's lonely at the top, got no company so Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own

Yeah It's Young Khalifa man, Curren$y the Hot Spitta Look in the mirror man, ask yourself one thing How Fly, yeah Foot on the gas, I'm fast living, picture me I ain't have no pot to piss in now im checking bags Chief and hash with politicans, helicopter pads Some hoes to get to know and hella Zags, no tags I ain't one to brag, but if you ain't trying to hear About the money drugs and women then I ain't one to ask Smoke so much that I'm going brain dead Hoes mad at me cause my phone off until my plane land I tell her whoa, slow down baby The Spitta with me, it's enough to go round lady You drive by, I give her wings Redbull and Jim buckets A couple of paper planes Broadcasting my name over Internet airwaves Bitches hear me on Twitter put my music on there Myspace pages, yeah If you smoke then roll up and play this Me and Hot Spitta come where the planes is She said she wants to sip Clicquot on my living room floor Smoke weed hang with other famous people I know Gain access to exculsive places I go Lavish and dangerous, this the life I chose But I wouldn't change it for nothing Sex, money and drugs, runways, sports cars, and luggage Better to be somebody for one day Then to be a nobody for your whole life so fuck it Yeah get the cork out the bottles Put the purp in the easy wider Spitta in the house, hide your lighters, I take 'em A case of mistaken identity My bad fool I could of swore I brought this one in with me In the cinnamon interior Not tinted early 80's box Chevy with a Crate engine Hijacking your women, you left her unattended Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Fly when I'm on that liqour The way of the samauri, I got my chi centered Sharp as blades, these bars I lay Forever the player and never played I slay them bitches I never save Bomb ass trees they get blazed Palm trees we use them for the shade What else can I say I got it made Like I had it built, Taylor Gang or get killed, yeah