Lyrics:
on fire
See me going up they saying "when?"
Getting higher...
*dramatic exhale* (yayayayayayayayay)
Bacci, papers & a lighter
2 tokes I'm high up in my mind
cantano i soldi
E i ricchi la strada ma dalla stanza
Poveri cantano i soldi
E i ricchi la strada ma dalla stanza
Ho perso rapporti se non c'è dialogo
Ho
hands are trembling my soul is broken
The ground is shaking as the sky breaks open
(breaks open)
I see the walls are closing in
Blood boiling rage under
Because our life movie is playing on repeat
I tried to tell my friends, but they don't have our lens
They see in black and white,
But we were neon bright
him
Now the life we live, some niggas ain't 'gon see that
Yeah, they ain't 'gon see that
Everytime i called
The day i called, you know i missed you
I've been wondering for so, so, so long, so, so, so long, so, so long
Then I wake up after the breakup and take a deep look in the mirror
To see that
see
Meet the one that the MD couldn't ID
Every visit always ends in a high fee
Says I'm fine but there's more than what the eye sees (oooh)
I see
scribbled off the pages boy they out of line
I been obsessive and possessive tryna get what's mine
The only lover in my life is Mrs. Dollar Sign hm
I wonder
I'ma see death in my dreams
I been knew dеath is so commonly
He was my first grade teacher
R.I.P Mr. Priester
The fact that he died in his sleep
Makes
Talk is cheap, broke words mean nothing
Pussy boy you always bluffing
Heart so dark don't, don't let the sun in
Sick of sorrows, you see me coming
If
You told me stories of men young and old
They were warnings, i could see it in your eyes
Oh did listen to those truths untold,
Or did i fall for
low and grow in my chamber
I'm a criminal but I'm causing no danger
I was selling dope back when we still had pagers
When I see a cop I say see you
Hook:
No competition
I don't see no competition
No competition
We trained to kill opposition
10 thousand hours I spent in the kitchen jus
the barriers, no holding back,
In this world of dreams, I paint my own track.
Dreams lift me up, they make me fly,
c kaleidoscope of hopes that touch the sky.
I
as dat nigha try to get away pop out da tree,50 deep we up da way u come n play get left deceased,
Tryna see what's in yo pocket,tryna see wats in yo
in arte un po' ha fatto mio padre
Ah ah ah
Ho fatto arte per ore ma nessuno mi credeva li non c'era un testimone
Testimone
Becco 10 fan quattordicenni
to think of where it all lead, yeah
Crazy how I'm 2 dimensional but see in 3,
Why they trying to be like me?
MCM my jeans, pour me up a double cup,
Oh no, I
Pull up in a whip in a hellcat Pull up in a hell dog
Pull up in a hell dog Pull up in a hell dog
Hellcat wherever I can't see you
I can't see you I
stars, singing old tunes
Like we used to, Like we used to
Before that we were partying in parking lots
c hot spot to have them tailgates drops
Yeah we
I aint trying to take advantage of your broken heart I just hate to see you down drowning on your own damn tears
So let's toast to a new start
either with me or you not
I can see that you scared don't worry I got you Been trapped in a maze but I'll get us out
More money more problems more
That's just pain in my eyes when I see you
Now you saying you see me, as see through
Fuck I know, yeah, I know that I lied
Yeah, I know that I'm doing
I don't care to show off, so they see me as a problem
I don't care about no jewelry, probably pawn it for the dollars
Ain't worried about designer,
beenl sitting on Gold/
c Lyrical mind /
c spiritual soul /
Emotion grind /
Takin control /
The voice in my head is starting to flow
The drive in my
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