Sex cars woman drugs
Foreign broads forget god
You ain't hard all y'all frauds
All y'all frauds all y'all frauds
All of y'all frauds
Pretend to be gods defeat all the odds
Saying my name like a séance
Building my army of deities at once
Mind revolves around fame but can't let it blow up my head to big like Kurt cobain
I ain't selling my soul
Rebelling against society since 8 years old
When my alter ego showed
Out of the corner of my eye during the moonlight said come by my side
With a bag of cash and a contract told me this is where you sign
You are not alone join and there's more of us
You'll never grow old and you can not die
I was far from the light
No turning back on this omen
The cars and models were speaking and looking oh so foreign
At that very moment
I thought I was finally golden
But with fortune and fame comes with a price you pay
Remember nothing comes easy
Sex cars woman drugs
Foreign broads forget god
You ain't hard all y'all frauds
All y'all frauds all y'all frauds
Coming to me is like sacrificing
Your body as meat no Joseph and Mary
Things will get dark and times will get scary
Don't double cross me or into the ground you will be buried
No coming back pet Cemetery
2 Birds with one stone
Blue birds and canaries
Dream turned to nightmares
Revenge got my rage climbing like stairs
To many deals and faces that stare
Getting sick of the glares
Careers heating up
Like sos flares
There's no saving you
Rip Ryan
This mission is private
The people are dying
But I'll never sell my soul or my body like an only fans model
Put away all the champagne bottles
The call of duty isn't complete
Not master prestige
But still leveling
The progress we've only made in one year since the Prodigy
It's so fascinating
But they'll never understand my talent until I'm on top marinating
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Sex cars woman drugs
Foreign broads forget god
You ain't hard all y'all frauds
All y'all frauds all y'all frauds
All of y'all frauds
Pretend to be gods defeat all the odds
Saying my name like a séance
Building my army of deities at once
Mind revolves around fame but can't let it blow up my head to big like Kurt cobain
I ain't selling my soul
Rebelling against society since 8 years old
When my alter ego showed
Out of the corner of my eye during the moonlight said come by my side
With a bag of cash and a contract told me this is where you sign
You are not alone join and there's more of us
You'll never grow old and you can not die
I was far from the light
No turning back on this omen
The cars and models were speaking and looking oh so foreign
At that very moment
I thought I was finally golden
But with fortune and fame comes with a price you pay
Remember nothing comes easy
Sex cars woman drugs
Foreign broads forget god
You ain't hard all y'all frauds
All y'all frauds all y'all frauds
Coming to me is like sacrificing
Your body as meat no Joseph and Mary
Things will get dark and times will get scary
Don't double cross me or into the ground you will be buried
No coming back pet Cemetery
2 Birds with one stone
Blue birds and canaries
Dream turned to nightmares
Revenge got my rage climbing like stairs
To many deals and faces that stare
Getting sick of the glares
Careers heating up
Like sos flares
There's no saving you
Rip Ryan
This mission is private
The people are dying
But I'll never sell my soul or my body like an only fans model
Put away all the champagne bottles
The call of duty isn't complete
Not master prestige
But still leveling
The progress we've only made in one year since the Prodigy
It's so fascinating
But they'll never understand my talent until I'm on top marinating
Foreign broads forget god
You ain't hard all y'all frauds
All y'all frauds all y'all frauds
All of y'all frauds
Pretend to be gods defeat all the odds
Saying my name like a séance
Building my army of deities at once
Mind revolves around fame but can't let it blow up my head to big like Kurt cobain
I ain't selling my soul
Rebelling against society since 8 years old
When my alter ego showed
Out of the corner of my eye during the moonlight said come by my side
With a bag of cash and a contract told me this is where you sign
You are not alone join and there's more of us
You'll never grow old and you can not die
I was far from the light
No turning back on this omen
The cars and models were speaking and looking oh so foreign
At that very moment
I thought I was finally golden
But with fortune and fame comes with a price you pay
Remember nothing comes easy
Sex cars woman drugs
Foreign broads forget god
You ain't hard all y'all frauds
All y'all frauds all y'all frauds
Coming to me is like sacrificing
Your body as meat no Joseph and Mary
Things will get dark and times will get scary
Don't double cross me or into the ground you will be buried
No coming back pet Cemetery
2 Birds with one stone
Blue birds and canaries
Dream turned to nightmares
Revenge got my rage climbing like stairs
To many deals and faces that stare
Getting sick of the glares
Careers heating up
Like sos flares
There's no saving you
Rip Ryan
This mission is private
The people are dying
But I'll never sell my soul or my body like an only fans model
Put away all the champagne bottles
The call of duty isn't complete
Not master prestige
But still leveling
The progress we've only made in one year since the Prodigy
It's so fascinating
But they'll never understand my talent until I'm on top marinating
Writer: Julian Vazquez
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