Lyrics Clouds, Chemists and the Angel Gabriel - Gaika

Militant sons will always be immigrant
Cash vigilant when I′m known
Another blade, another city calling
There's no place I call home
Move swiftly with my enemies
There′s a science to ballin' out
Criminals call the shots
I'm growing crystals in the clouds
Watch out miss, I′m from nowhere good
It′s like walking on broken glass
I gotta get paid in broken hearts
Will you give me one more chance?