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Tobi Lou - Pasadena Lyrics

Pasadena Lyrics[Intro]
I just wanted to, you know, uh, I, I wanted my work to be appreciated
Oh, it's gonna storm, there's a hundred percent chance of rain
And none of it was true
The damn sun came out, shut up with the weather report
They're like you, shut up
I'm not going out there
Yeah
For what, to prove to you what I've proven to you and you still haven't given me my money?
Still

[Verse]
If you ain't talking big money (Pasadena)
If you ain't talking 'bout bags (Pasadena)
You ain't talking all facts (Pasadena)
If you ain't shaking that ass (Pasadena)
Uh, pass on it, baby (Pasadena, just pass on it)
Uh, pass on it, baby (Pasadena)
Uh, you ain't talkin' big money (Big money, big money)
If you ain't talking 'bout bags (Pasadеna)
Uh, if you ain't talking all facts (Pasadena)
Uh, if you ain't shaking that ass (Pasadena)
Yeah, pass on mе, baby (Pasadena, I'ma have to pass)
Uh, I'ma pass on it, baby
Passed up my exit (Pasadena, I'ma Pass)
Yeah, passed all my exes (Pasadena)
Yeah, still getting texts (Pasadena)
Yeah, still missin' Texas (Pasadena)
Yeah, still living reckless (Pasadena, I'ma pass)
Uh, but I'll never skip breakfast (Pasadena, no-no-no)
Uh, tryna get that shit from me? (Pasadena, I'ma pass)
Uh, tryna get that shit for free? (Pasadena, I'ma pass)
Baby, ain't no more free (Pasadena, I'ma pass)
Ain't no more me (Pasadena, I'ma pass)
Mm, ain't no more we (We, Pasadena)
Mm, never been to the Eiffel (Pasadena)
But I passed all my rivals (Pasadena)
Yeah, passed all my idols (Pasadena)
Yeah, went for the title (Pasadena)
Yeah, this is my arrival (Pasadena)
Fuck, just lost the title (Pasadena)
Damn, I want it bad like a Michael (Want it bad like a Michael)
Yeah, came back like a Michael (Like a Michael, like A Michael)
Hold up, came back, going psycho (Pasadena)
Hold up, bitch, I'm back in the finals
Uh, taking shots like a rifle (Like a rifle)
Fuck, fuck 12, no disciples
Uh, how I'm still going psycho? (Pasadena)
Woah, why I feel like a typo? (I'm fucked up)
Damn, why them hips never lie though? (Never lie though)
Ayy, why my whip suicidal (Pasadena)
Yeah, but I'm fit for survival? (Pasadena)
I know I was built for this life, ho (Pasadena)
I'm only here for tonight though (Pasadena)
Yeah, went through hell just to find you (Pasadena)
Ayy, let's end this bitch on a high note

[Outro]
I feel like I just sound really high right now
Feel like I just sound really high right now
Feel like I just sound really high, really high, really
City high, city, city high, city
To, like, fit together and I want there to, like, possibly be a story
But also, there doesn't really have to be a story (City high, city)
Like, it could all just be, like, disjointed parts, but it could also be a story
Shear as a fabric
Shear as a point
I feel like I just sound really high right now