Towers
Pixel & Jack Kennedy
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You've got a new bag of tricks now You're making gold out of bricks, how? You fed the grass to the cash cow Now you gotta whole lotta ice on your wrist now You were living in a bubble Until you fell into the rubble You were a tower And they couldn't wait to knock you down I thought I was moving invisible Turns out I was ghetto blasting On my knees to Allah Please protect me on the road No fasting I'm talking '02 Ewan McGregor Attack of the clones Dat fella About my my Cheddar I was moving on through Serving those stones See Keith let it boil on the spoon Doing his best just to find a vein And I would go home at night Sit in the dark and drink away the pain Couldn't walk on ends or to the shops with my pops Cos' kitties waving at me Always had a pocket full of P's Cheese But I wasn't happy You've got a new bag of tricks now You're making gold out of bricks, how? You fed the grass to the cash cow Now you gotta whole lotta ice on your wrist now You were living in a bubble Until you fell into the rubble You were a tower And they couldn't wait to knock you down I was just tryna build a dynasty Me and ***** Damn right I had my guy with me Expanding my team like a dream Building a hierarchy Accepting my role for that goal It was a part of me Bought twelve months of Kempshott With a shoe box Paranoid kept changing the locks Still I move dots Staying out the way Staying clear of those hot spots Maybe one day i'll be moving out to the boondocks Yeh you got those but I got these Same price for your point two's I got point three's In a world so cold Don't freeze Moving that product the same colour as goats cheese Living like some ballers Watching out for informers Just tryna move forwards Too much time on those corners Sweating like in some Saunas Taking care of those orders Line stays ringing We picking up to the callers You've got a new bag of tricks now You're making gold out of bricks, how? You fed the grass to the cash cow Now you gotta whole lotta ice on your wrist now You were living in a bubble Until you fell into the rubble You were a tower And they couldn't wait to knock you down It's all different now we organised Moving around like some different guys Grilled octopus Cabernet Sauvignon Although we still living wrong Up in the club buying by the bottle That feeling no one can stop you Glasses in the air Toasting to that good life Don't worry homie I got you Wishing we could live this way forever Believing that money could fix whatever Best friend stuck in the pen Gone to November Feds blew up the spot What's the agenda? Had enough we passed on the line Looking for a way out Running out of time No more Dom Pérignon See the bubble burst We got hit with the humble curse You've got a new bag of tricks now You're making gold out of bricks, how? You fed the grass to the cash cow Now you gotta whole lotta ice on your wrist now You were living in a bubble Until you fell into the rubble You were a tower And they couldn't wait to knock you down
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Written by: Jack Fawcett, Jack Kennedy, Metin Balli
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