Babylon Rose

This my last shot like i'm 2 3
Who he?
Im the captain Gnao (Now) C.R.U.Z
You see, never been a beggar always choosy
Boujee tryna stack the paper not the loose leaf
Somebody call for help we drowning surfers with the new wave
Fake supporters wanting more, but never want to pay
Let them sleep, its hard to wake them up like a school day
The irony they dreaming free, but wake up as a new slave
Winning all four quarters thats loose change
Following a follower thats how you lose change
Dior fragrance on my body watch the ouds change
Alyx buckled strap with Rugah make your mood change
You can have it all thats the message
Manifest it and invest in all your passions, slow progression
Then you hold your own
Scared to be alone
Get out your comfort zone
Don't be a clone
You ain't calling shots
Please get off your phone
Ain't got no jewels
Cause my heart is gold
Never sell my soul
My attitude on Goyard cardholder
Man I never fold

Clash of the titans
Crash through the vices
Caught on camera
Handheld devices
Run for your life hold on like vice grips
Theres a thin line between the damned and the righteous
Shit I might get, 5 mics for this
Wash it all down with a Vicodin
What a life to live
Trifling bitch
Still keep her laced
12 jewels
The enlightenment (Hmmm)

Theres a thin line between the damned and the righteous
Shit I might get, 5 mics for this



Credits
Writer(s): Roger Pasco, Roberto Genao
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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