Lyrics:
it
(Yeah, I mean it)
I know the feeling when you're feeling insane
You're feeling enraged by everything inside
Of your brain, I mean it
And In
goodies cause you fed by lies
Gucci on youre feet
Gucci on youre face
Gucci gucci first religion to be clothing line
Gucci for a month, next one buy a gun
wings - Fly with brocken wings - Fly with brocken wings
Face in the crowd
Need a miracle, I need a miracle someone to step out of a dream
been alone too
screams, "Pay attention to me, bitch!"
I'm on my second wind (go), never been in second place (go)
Lookin' for some escapades (go), searchin' for my next
Doing our Christmas things
Wrapping up presents near the tree
And I'm by the fire place but I'd rather be in your space
It's something that you're
love as you race on by
Chorus
Gotta need for speed
Driving in my shiny machine
Pedal to the metal
Gonna watch you fly
Watch
You can’t see, how clear you’re gonna be
Let it be, set it free
Ride by the reigns champagne in my veins
Tight from the aches but i write through
so invisible I'm waiting for a miracle
I'm keeping up my head because I'm not tryna be cynical
It's hard to reach your pinnacle when everything is
you if you stared him in the face anyway
'Cause all the heroin is making you age
But you're a heroine for taking the strain
Of being a prostitute
in trouble all my life
You're trouble
You're trouble
You're trouble
You're trouble for me
Girl you know you trouble for me
Girl you know you trouble
what
I dream to ride
Put ducks in a bucket of grease to
Fry, ready for war, only we survive
Lost soul roaming with Caesar's pride
I wrote this verse in
a taste of the spill
You leeches tryna go for a steal
But all you Draculas can bite my on my dust
You're never gonna sink your teeth on my meal
Moral
your Sweat for Keith, and the Beef for Charlie
So next up, goin down the line, Scoob Lover
[Scoob Lover]
Yo, the microphone's mine
It's
writing the same rhyme
By now I should get with the times
Got to elevate to the next level
So I can be on the next mental
Install fear into every devil
I'm
a rhyme
Keep on keeping on I'm doing just fine
I'm working miracles and they are all in line
Shoot another star nah kill another line
Lucky to be alive I
pop [pop pop]
[long pause]
GNice hustling is non-stop
Makin' lettuce
Top Chef, Italian Caesar chop-chop [chop-chop] (pause)
Got owned by the King
you'll end up maced
Sorry for my outburst (Yuh yuh)
I'm just mad about the cost, of renting a hearse
This song's gonna be my first
In a line to quench
What you thinking
Crowns for the taking
Bro I see you breaking
The miracles you are faking
You were never god huh
Pain come and get some
I
Regular
Hey, how you doing
Do me a favor
Put 2K on speed bias for me
Alright
Alright, all in line
They're off
It's a Pimplico special
They've broken a very
get killed
Wit tha heat
ID'd by next of kin
When you're under a sheet
I'm a vocalist
On some local shit
You better focus bitch
Cuz I'm loc'd in this
listen to me
Come and listen to me
I need a mirror for a miracle
A tattoo for my pain
I know every single part of me
Except what's in my brain
Said I
words and act lyrical, make me get spiritual
Make me believe in miracles, Buddhist monks and Captain Crunch cereal
Lord have mercy, thou will not hurt
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
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