Tekst Utworu

Google translate to talk to fans Had to turn friends in fans Friends into foes You know how it goes People putting dirt on my name But its dirt that make you grow So sit back yo Please quiet yo I dont wanna hear hate no more But it wires me, swear it turn me on Weird stuff but it turn me on Its that weird stuff that put me on Swear I'm in my own lane Building my name Swerving these lames Boy lets go Put my faith first Put my soul first Put the girls down Picked the pen up When pent up Put the drink down Put the drugs down Real sober beam from ketty fiends Had ketty dreams now I'm on a roll Energy I keep it clean Frequencies this is different beam Self love that's a different drug Dug myself out of trench-wholes That's dark roles, Hollywood clones Order 66 like I'm Sidious Real serious experiences Keep me above ground Keep the love round Everything i want is inbound Word to silversurfer Crystal clear hear Gods word, thats my world Know ill meet the girl of my dreams when its time too Right now its time to pack the tunes in a duffel and glide to Promise land, godspeed, take my hand Prime mates this a prime age Every age is a prime age Lead the troops like a prime ay Sell it overpriced... prime drink Think I'm gonna win, know I'm gonna win That's a great feeling, grape feeding, great scheming Great self control, now were on a roll Too cold, too cold
Writer(s): Callum Gundry-white Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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