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now you see my boy that is why good artists will never be saved
they’re too f*cking authentic

im turning things around
re writing the part
where they keep me down
standing 10 toes down
wouldve had me in the ground
tombstone with my name
old life
body got no name
what was it that
they’d say
exit youre so insane

yeah
hand on the pen
rewriting the way it all plays out
hands on the wheel
and i got the wheels burning out
hoping i don’t crash
just the beginning of
the new life now
mercedes g
private jet in the hangar
rеady for me to head out
too many nights underground
too many nights
burnt down
too many liеs from hoes
no names
to me now
spinning the jesko wheel
and i’m loving the way she spin it around
people stuck in the same lives
i’m impatient
lemme skip
i’m cashing out
diamonds on the chain
black rolex
cartier ring
saint laurent leather
black prada shades
feeling like neo
walking through the crowd
step so silent
i walk in
you know it’s f*cking loud
kept it a hundred
bank account full of numbers
no need to worry about
shopping sprees
model hoes
expensive things
trips overseas
my money
more power
my ambition
it was all worthwhile
earned it
struggled mile for mile
em and 50 made it but
i’m always on the late mile
old me died trying
standing over the grave
soul crying
always
ten toes down
ten hoes on my bed
ten 0’s loud
ten whips
ten acres
yeah
my barn got horsepower
got the lambs
got the ghosts
raris and the dawn’s
haunted house
exercise em
exorcism every f*cking town
private parking receipts
flying off the dash
and your hoe saying she flew outta town

blue lights
red lights
green lights
no lights
your mind
my mind
so high
so high
so high
flash lights
spot lights
dim lights
no lights
her mind
my mind
so high
so high
so high
so high
so high
so high
so high
park lights
night skies
dim lights
no lights
flash lights
spot lights
blue lights
red lights
green lights
no lights
no lights
no lights
no lights
no lights
yeah
hand on the pen
rewriting the way it all plays out
hands on the wheel
and i got the wheels locking out
hoping i don’t crash
but if it do
it’s just the beginning of
the my new life
now
mercedes g
and the private jet in the hangar
ready for me to head out
too many nights
underground
too many nights
with the lights burnt out
too many lies from hoes
no names
to me now
spinning the jesko wheel
and i’m loving the way she spin it around
people stuck in the same lives
i’m impatient
lemme skip
im crashing out
keep my head above the water
even if they saw me drown
tried taking me out
kept it pushing
it’s all that was left
from touching the lowest ground
kept it a hundred
my bank account full of numbers
no need to worry about
shopping sprees
model hoes wanting expensive things
trips overseas
my money
more power
my ambition
it was all worthwhile
earned it
struggled
mile for mile
i watching em and 50
my life always on a late mile
got rich
old me had to die trying
standing over my grave
and i was
always
ten toes down

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