paroles de chanson Villain - Simon Servida

Local boy, local boy, make a killing
Scraping pennies, now we turn it to a million
All this money on me got me feeling different
All this money got me feeling like a villain
Feeling like a villain, feeling like a villain
Feeling like a villain, feeling like a villain
All this money on me got me feeling different
All this money got me feeling like a villain

Local boy, local boy, make a killing
Scraping pennies now we stack it to the ceiling
All this money, I don't care about your feelings
Icy viens, cold shoulders, I'm just chillin'

Cold city, hailing from Toronto
Caution, bad man, beat it up like bongos
Play you like a console, rougher than a mosh pit
Hands come out like John Doe 'cause pencil game like John Wick, ooh

I am too advanced, you can't understand me
It ain't sweet, coming at your head like candy
All these rappers getting eaten in the pantry
With some fava beans and a nice chianti

Oh please, this is not a gambit, I be playing cards, you rolling dice
That's why I'm on a hot streak while you cold as ice
I be making moves in silence like a poltergeist
Come up looking paranormal, I'm just working overtime

Local boy, local boy, make a killing
Scraping pennies now we turn it to a million
All this money on me got me feeling different
All this money got me feeling like a villain
Feeling like a villain, feeling like a villain
Feeling like a villain, feeling like a villain
All this money on me got me feeling different
All this money got me feeling like a villain

Uh, silly boy, silly boy, you in danger
Getting careless, caught you looking down the chamber
Everybody know I only deal with bangers
Put you in a tombstone Undertaker
Psychopath, maniac on the scene
Money on my mind, hair turning green
In the cut while my lips cutting corners
Y'all so corny, think you funny, I'm a joker

Uh, super villain, super bad, lock me in a super max
We be doing foolish acts, breakaway, we moving fast
24-karat Cartier got all you drowning
Metal drip, flowing through these bars like T-1000
The whole game turning viscous
People out here moving crooked like a bishop
Antihero feel like Loki causing mischief
Pull up to your crib and take the wifey and the mistress, uh

Local boy, local boy, make a killing
Scraping pennies now we turn it to a million
All this money on me got me feeling different
All this money got me feeling like a villain
Feeling like a villain, feeling like a villain
Feeling like a villain, feeling like a villain
All this money on me got me feeling different
All this money got me feeling like a villain