Lyrics:
Tainted past steeped in fear and denial
Terrified of emotion so it scare me to smile
All that pain my heart's feeling, merely a trial?
Time to break
went to school
Didnt know wat to do
Been pressured by my pops
Tellin me wat to do
Kept my calm, you know its cool
Got the waves, i aint in no fuckin
Im falling out the sky I just released my parachute
Feeling like I bought a million dollar pair of shoes
Haters gone be clocking and docing your
do for this shit to make sense?
Then I ask myself
Why the fu** do I got my shoes stuck in this quicksand?
Then I ask myself
What can I do so I can grow
go for the ice
Plus you wear the shoes well, the suits flows nice
I don't like the notes too well, let's be more precise
Meet me by the VIP let's
From you don't recognize? I'ma let chu know
Always DJ Q-U-I-K
You in my room now, do what I say
Get your ass up out of that chair
Peel them clothes
I keep my fur nice and shiny
I lick it clean and so finely
And I'm respected divinely
Just like I am Aphrodite
Want me to purr and be smiley
Then rub
it Melo My last name ain't Anthony
We want the smoke. And They just wanna vape
She gotta nice body I just want her face
Told her don't be blowing up my
these niggas
Fendi monster, my jacket looking like it's staring at niggas
And my shoes Fendi, Mike Amiri denim, my jewels drippy
Cuban link with a few
nice view
The vibe's nice mood
Divided by who
Alliance I choose
I like bright hues
The vibe's my muse
Aligns my truth
I'm ripe I got juice
With spice in
Packing this third eye, pursue a Cyclops
They trade in they high tops for nice sized white rocks (excuse me)
Words in my right then pass my left ear
Your
legit never counterfeit real by any means
See my top, see my shoes, I don't stop, I don't lose, ima reach the top I wanna see the views
Grab the keys
shoes
I wonder what size?
2.
Desensitized, dwell on inkwell
Got inebriated off the blood of those I hated
In past lives
Nines reloaded by bloated officers
As the headline says you're free to choose
There's egg on your face and mud on your shoes
One of these days they're gonna call it the blues
Johnny Panic
As the headline says you're free to choose
There's egg on your face and mud on your shoes
One of these days they're gonna call it the blues
Johnny Panic
Versace shades
Had the Prada shoes on 'cause the world is a stage
Lah-lah in the air, it's a sky bar affair
The glamorous life, I had my glass in the air
on my steamboat
When I Captain every flow I friggin float
Special cuz my momma said so
From rags to riches just like Jethro
Plus I'm nice and respectful
Yeah
Big Bag
Go Getter
Messing with me no nigga
My kid flipped on me
They calling me Ghost nigga!
Doing the most nigga
For the clout you don't know
do what they never thought
Pick the pack and hustle, trapping by my lonely
I ain't have no homies, I ain't have no where to go
Forgiveness is a lonely
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
to the IRS?
Yeah, your clothes are nice
Yes, that car is fly
But name one thing inside it
That money cannot buy
Can't we focus on something else
Something with
on a nice lake
But it hasn't got
The hansoms in the park
It hasn't got a skyline after dark
That's why New York's my home
Never let me leave it
New
Ayo where's my huh I mean, where's my date?
‘Cause if it is today
I see sunshine, I want to play
Fill up my shoes, pit stops Sunoco
Yo mister with
can do it by herself,
She can do it by her self
You a fucc nigga
You know that girl hungry,
Ya kids shoes bummy,
But you on the gram wit money,
These
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