paroles de chanson World On Fire - Young Idols

Detonate, elevate
Your life is relevant
Because that body is heaven sent
Keeping the white on me like I'm a reverend
Open the door for a bitch, that's a never, man
Up late in the night, you can call me D. Letterman
Needed a fix, so I'm scraping the sediment
Balls never dropped like I'm Julian Edelman
Open the gates for my fam' and my brethren
Go and burn bridges without any settlement
Making decisions without recollection
Money and power my only obsession
If I don't get this, then it's gon' get messy
Nah, I'm not saying that to try to be edgy
Just simply improving my flow and progressin'
Some people might say that it's even possession
Either way, ima get mines and be flexin'
No question
Smokin' on good in my section
You might even think that I'm messin'
With you, but I ain't
That money way, diamond way
Open the bank
Ain't fuckin' with fakes
But to those I give thanks
Cause they the ones filling my neck up with chains
Young featherweight
I be chasing that cake
Bitch it's Lil Zank
Give a fuck what you think

You must be fuckin' up
If you think you can catch up to us
Clownin' your bars like it was a must
I got a hunger, I'm feelin' carnivorous
Spittin' so sweet, you could swear it was licorice
Way too ahead, wonder where competition went
Straight from the head, flow it out like I was a vent
Stay in yo' place, I'm the owner you payin' rent
Demon the face, but I'm also a heaven send
I'm tellin' you I don't play
I'm leavin' yo' whole group in disarray
Shout outs to Travis, I piss on yo' grave
Shout outs to Kanye, yeah I'm a new slave
Yah
How many songs have I made
College level while y'all still in first grade
I only step when it's time for the cake
You know my place, it be filled with the lakes
Yeah
Buzzin' just like a cicada
Brighter than Trump's new toupée hah
Rise up just like a soufflé yah
Think we gon' greet with bouquet nah
Brains be on par with Xavier
I am your wild new neighbor
Hope you enjoy my new flavors
Tryna be like Mr. Rager