paroles de chanson Gone - Midas

Mind gone
It's too high to be found oh yeah
Got bonds that connect me to the sound oh yeah
We'll be on on
If I'm honest
She the baddest
At the party
Never static
And they asking what my name is
Can't have a sunken ship
Spit till my shit is on their playlist till then
I'll keep working on my pen
And ima stay real till the end
Write my sight into my life's own storyboard
The glory and it's bright
Can't be sorry that's on christ

Going crazy with it
Writing down with inspiration
Never lazy with it
But sometimes I need some motivation
I can't do no vacations
Till I get to rule the nation
Ima spread my vision round the world once we got vaccinations
I rearrange my flows you know I got plenty formations
When I'm down I do a rap session and then I don't feel burden
Hit me on my phone
Telling me critics are prone to dissagree
Give them a flute type beat
For the few that be
Not feeling my energy
But I just do it differently
When I'm in effect these niggas gon remember me
Claiming that they love me
Aiming for a spot right beside me
The east side be
My home where you'll find the street
My moms was on
But a couple years then we gone
To the west side let my faith rise
Time went by now it's gone
Roll some weed and now I'm gone
Couple years I will be known
The seeds is grown
The fabric sewn
And I do it all alone
Yeah I swear I gotta blow up fore I'm 22
Find me in the stu I gotta shoot my shot
And hope to get it in
I'm still learning to grow I'm working on admitting it
I'm still earning my own trust why u think u ain't getting it

Mind gone
It's too high to be found oh yeah
Got bonds that connect me to the sound oh yeah
We'll be on on
If I'm honest
She the baddest
At the party
Never static
And they asking what my name is
Can't have a sunken ship
Spit till my shit is on their playlist till then
I'll keep working on my pen
And ima stay real till the end
Write my sight into my life's own storyboard
The glory and it's bright
Can't be sorry that's on christ

Hits on hits and ain't no one getting assists
Spit it then record it
And roll it
My will they tryna fold it
I'm just following my dreams
Some my homies live it trough me
Everything ain't what it seems
They as lost as I can be
Huh
So I won't forfeit gotta have like 7 digits on a paycheck
But these moments make us realer
Gotta let her know I need her
My problems getting bigger
But my flows is getting sicker
My bucket list very long
Gotta finish it fore I'm gone
And I'll make a milli songs
If that's what it takes be on
Haters talking shit but I ain't ever listened
My music is getting cleaner but I grind until it glistens
Everything I envisioned gonna become true
Organically and skillfully
I'm gonna make it trough
And the booths my home
My skills have shown
Everything I can do
Every day I write
The thrills aren't gone
Even if this ain't new
I got my main crew but still do it for the ones I knew
Ooh ha
And tho sometimes we lost
We'll always find our way back
Time can go stale
But we'll prevail
In every sea we're gonna sail
Gotta see what I can do
Doubt creeps up like a snail
Too afraid to fail
Asking will I leave a trail fore I'm gone

Mind gone
It's too high to be found oh yeah
Got bonds that connect me to the sound oh yeah
We'll be on on
If I'm honest
She the baddest
At the party
Never static
And they asking what my name is
Can't have a sunken ship
Spit till my shit is on their playlist till then
I'll keep working on my pen
And ima stay real till the end
Write my sight into my life's own storyboard
The glory and it's bright
Can't be sorry that's on christ