Текст песни Reborn - Jazzy

Yeah
Born in 90's
Grown in 2000's
Matured in 2010's
Now I am all set for Benz

Whose walls were broken
Now buys Van Gogh for Decor
My fit so fly
In the feet Air Dior

Fuckers who bullied are not ready for roast
Adulthood cinnamon without icing frost
Living on the coast but I don't wanna boast
240 on the McLaren
I think i am prost

My broker's dumb
No analysis for crypto
Lost ton of paychecks
Because i sold when it dip low
That's when i took it all in my hand
For the 240 up speed ticket in my hand

Alone in the battle and the win is mine
Everyday is a finale when i am in my prime
Believe in hustle not the victory speech
Because champagnes gonna pop even when I am not on top
Lots to tell but ain't got no time
Because sky is the limit even though afraid from height
Sipping tequila with a hint of lime
Loving yourself was never a crime

Born in 90's
Grown in 2000's
Matured in 2010's
Now I am all set for Benz

Whose walls were broken
Now buys Van Gogh for Decor
Jazzy in the jungle
It's time to roar

Hun aakhde mainu hazaar
Jede poochde nhi si mera haal
Winning since day one not a single haar
Meri chal tere khwaab
Ye khwaab mera jawaab
Ye toofan nhi sehlaab
What the point of rumali
When there's no kebab

Jamme in nabbey
Te wadde in hazaar
Gaddi meri Thar wich mai te mera yaar
Jeda takre saade naal oh ghar paya bimaar
Socha wich paakar rakha siraa laata
Saare kamm A1 phir hojaiya faraar

Yeah born in 90's
Grown in 2000's
Matured in 2010's
Now I am all set for Benz

Whose walls were broken
Now buys Van Gogh for Decor
This is the ending
And you want some more