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Melbourne - Judeo
Touch down, hood on, bags in the stack
Cuz I'm stand up, pace with my mind back in the trap
Hotel silk sheets but I dreamt on the floor
Room key by the Bible and a crumpled airport form
Lane way smoke, I'm sliding in a black car
Calling mom from the rooftops that I'm not far
Gold teeth flash in a foreign time zone
Feeling rich, feeling lost, both hands on the phone
Melbourne
Whole new world and it feel like home
Drip so clean but I came from smoke
Diamonds on my wrist, city on my soul
Far from the block but I still stay cold
Hearts heavy in the spots I roll
Everywhere I land, I'm the one they know
Melbourne
Room service tray by the big glass view
Oceans in the distance but I'm thinking about you
The motors at the lobby talking I'm a so fast
I just wanna take a walk let the past walk past
Lean at me back seat, deals in a whisper
City lights blur like the ink on my finger
Passport full but my trust have empty
New currency, same old envy
Walk through rain in designer shoes
Can't wash off what I've been through
Every city feel the same sometimes
But tonight it one in mind
