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Isaac App
Isaac App
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Loscil
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Ben Isaac Elisco
Ben Isaac Elisco
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Violet That's what we show, not private Better keep to yourself, stay silent If it come to the wealth, get violent, start riots Violet This why my money my outlet Only show my colors on outfit I would put my life for the outbid, this my shit (yeah) Raised up inna D-E-B-T And the check on my feet, that's Nike Fake rich, but a mo'fucker can't see Where the cash gon' flow on the nightly Eyes veer to the fear of a white tee Mind steer from the fear, not poverty Pray to God you won't ever get see me On the phone, tryna get back the bank fee Single parent, but it's not apparent Less you in the crib where them walls were tearin' House barren, love transparent She was workin' though, we never time sparring I was 19 when it got to me Saw us boasting, but we fake free No fake tees, but some fake love And I couldn't help but feel not enough Not enough, I put in work to conceal the bluff 180 what I would consider tough We trapped in a wheel, but it's muted, hush Not enough, not enough This money appeal, we applying blush I heal these wounds with a fake crutch My canvas, it bloom with a single touch of Violet That's what we show, not private Better keep to yourself, stay silent If it come to the wealth, get violent, start riots Violet This why my money my outlet Only show my colors on outfit I would put my life for the outbid, this my shit Violet That's what we show, not private Better keep to yourself, stay silent If it come to the wealth, get violent, start riots Violet This why my money my outlet Only show my colors on outfit I would put my life for the outbid, this my shit Yeah What's the price for a happy life I used to chase money, now I'm thinking twice My advice to reach paradise Stay mindful of what you sacrifice 'Cause I seen it close River eyes wanting money most Maybe setup on the honey coast Sip wine while the bloody roast Let's toast That's the mentality Within the family Lonely the feeling But it seem to follow me I see you lovin' me Feel like formality What's more important The money or time with me Choose a currency You prolly hearing this shit Like, "The fuck do you want from me?" I'm sorry, know you want privacy I just wish I coulda told you your time was enough for me Not enough, I put in work to conceal the bluff 180 what I would consider tough We trapped in a wheel, but it's muted, hush Not enough, not enough This money appeal, we applying blush I heal these wounds with a fake crutch My canvas, it bloom with a single touch of Violet That's what we show, not private Better keep to yourself, stay silent If it come to the wealth, get violent, start riots Violet This why my money my outlet Only show my colors on outfit I would put my life for the outbid, this my shit
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