Текст песни




Fuck your feelings
I do what i want not no villian
My eyes in a gaze
My eyes they be locked on those millions
Look in the mirror
I see a winner im building
My empire
Stacking it up fuck the ceiling
Reaching the ceiling now
What are you selling now
Life is a miracle
Reaching my pinnacle
All my ideas they be striking subliminal
All my ideas effortless its a miracle
And my id not from here it is spiritual
And my id not from here it is spiritual
These rappers boring they looking like interlude
I looked inside and i found me the inner loot
Wildfire while i fire the wood
Check on my brothers if all of em good
My mind from the gutter im not from the hood
Would write a check for my fam if i could
Looking out for my fam as i should
Yall looking like snakes in the dirt
Steady be biting and hissing
She only riding no kissing
Im not seeing clear cus im faded im blurry
My eyes they melted no curry
They not looking clear cus i blurred em
I get what i wish timmy turner
Wanna hit from the back timmy turn her
Fuck your feelings
I do what i want not no villian
My eyes in a gaze
My eyes they be locked on those millions
Look in the mirror
I see a winner im building
My empire
Stacking it up fuck the ceiling
Reaching the ceiling now
What are you selling now
Life is a miracle
Reaching my pinnacle
All my ideas they be striking subliminal
All my ideas effortless its a miracle
And my id not from here it is spiritual
And my id not from here it is spiritual
These rappers boring they looking like interlude
I looked inside and i found me the inner loot



Авторы: Raoul Kuijpers



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