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lirik lagu gaslight – john anthony (rap)

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(mont!)
(ant!)

[hook: j mont]
money, i got money in my hands, now my wrists is freezin’
all my diamonds do is dance, yeah this is my season
all i ever needed was a chance, i ain’t reach my ceilin’
still i’m chillin’ with my fans, it’s my breeze they feelin’

money, i got money in my hands, now my wrists is freezin’
all my diamonds do is dance, yeah this is my season
all i ever needed was a chance, i ain’t reach my ceilin’
still i’m chillin’ with my fans, it’s my breeze they feelin’

[verse 1: j mont]
doin’ it with excellence
i’m settin’ all new precedents
i’m countin’ all dead presidents
i’m showin’ you my decadence
my new cribs, thе evidence
i switchеd up my residence
my whole squad, i represent
i’m so blessed, it’s heaven sent
i’m the star they wished on
superman sent straight from krypton
weatherman get dripped on
they see my ice that i just slipped on
fill my cup, i’m sippin’
i see the hate, i know they trippin’
i’m michael j, they pippin
i seize the day ’cause i’m just different
[bridge: john anthony]
ah, j’s with the villain going bad, yeah
haters tryna talk when they hear us on a track
they be sparkin’ up a flame, light a fire on my ass
tryna gaslight me up
but you know we’ll never match, i got

[hook: j mont]
money, i got money in my hands, now my wrists is freezin’
all my diamonds do is dance, yeah this is my season
all i ever needed was a chance, i ain’t reach my ceilin’
still i’m chillin’ with my fans, it’s my breeze they feelin’

money, i got money in my hands, now my wrists is freezin’
all my diamonds do is dance, yeah this is my season
all i ever needed was a chance, i ain’t reach my ceilin’
still i’m chillin’ with my fans, it’s my breeze they feelin’

[verse 2: john anthony]
ah j, why you do it to ’em?
how these rappers gon’ f*ck with someone like us?
we just go stupid on ’em
fake f*cks on the internet talk sh*t, they never doin’ nun’
oh, they must get jealous when they see rappers like us doin’ sum’
y’all really be mad finger typin’ over sh*t, like i been here before
i’m not as good as my favorite artists
but i know for a fact that i’m better than yours
the ice on my neck is worth double the money you makin’
that sh*t you can never afford
you need’a get your priorities straight
’cause none of y’all really be getting’ support
i gotta stay up in the present, no matter who let it
’cause homie, i hate the surprises
friend groups never act grown
always talk sh*t through their p*ssy devices
none of ’em carry a backbone
so it make sense how they gotta be spineless
f*ck everyone of those assh0l*s
you was not sh*t, now it’s time to realize it
homie, we bringing it back to back to back like 8 and 34
said i was getting the bag and look what i have
i think i should ask for more
gotta look up at the facts
been doin’ this rap so long, my back is sore
but now i got j and he light this sh*t up
consider it like i be passin’ the torch
for real
[bridge: john anthony]
ah, j’s with the villain going bad, yeah
haters tryna talk when they hear us on a track
they be sparkin’ up a flame, light a fire on my ass
tryna gaslight me up
but you know we’ll never match, i got

[hook: j mont]
money, i got money in my hands, now my wrists is freezin’
all my diamonds do is dance, yeah this is my season
all i ever needed was a chance, i ain’t reach my ceilin’
still i’m chillin’ with my fans, it’s my breeze they feelin’

money, i got money in my hands, now my wrists is freezin’
all my diamonds do is dance, yeah this is my season
all i ever needed was a chance, i ain’t reach my ceilin’
still i’m chillin’ with my fans, it’s my breeze they feelin’

[verse 3: tony lonl3y]
aye
ill mind like that hopsin kid
b*tch get wood like a hockey stick
an arsonist at heart ’cause i burn this mic with the f*ckin’ bars i spit
diamonds dancin’, moshpit
burj khalifa, n0body’s toppin’ this, a rocket ship
i gotta get paper, lakers i’m lebron in this b*tch, uh*huh
king of the rap, hittin’ my ceilin’ it’s barley intact
that means you ain’t heard the best of me yet
guess it’s my time, need to cop a patek
i know i’ma dog, in need of a vet
’cause i am just sicker than all of these men
that depends, if they got pens
my bars are iron, now that is a pen
just a bunch of keyboard gangsters
start sh*t, tryna be more famous, (yeah)
stallion like t. lanez plaintiff
hush, hush they remain nameless
and watch ’em assume, what can they do
but they just keep on hatin’
gaslight they keep they name in
the pot like gta, man, there all wasted, yeah
aye, metamorphoses, i operate like korvorkian
orpheus turned to morfius
battle tested, go to war for this
circumference, that’s what my portion is
the whole pie on my eye like an orphanage
my sp*ce is this game and i’m orbiting
gaslight like a lantern burnin’, b*tch
[bridge: john anthony]
ah, j’s with the villain going bad, yeah
haters tryna talk when they hear us on a track
they be sparkin’ up a flame, light a fire on my ass
tryna gaslight me up
but you know we’ll never match, i got

[hook: j mont]
money, i got money in my hands, now my wrists is freezin’
all my diamonds do is dance, yeah this is my season
all i ever needed was a chance, i ain’t reach my ceilin’
still i’m chillin’ with my fans, it’s my breeze they feelin’

money, i got money in my hands, now my wrists is freezin’
all my diamonds do is dance, yeah this is my season
all i ever needed was a chance, i ain’t reach my ceilin’
still i’m chillin’ with my fans, it’s my breeze they feelin’

[outro: audio from the motion picture “training day”]
(yeah, that’s right, you better walk away!)
(go on, walk away ’cause i’ma burn this mother f*cker down!)

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