Venezuela

Nah we gonna level up though for real
Like we just gotta get to where i wanna be you know?
Mama didn't raise no bitch
So we for this till we rich
Ya dig?

They gon think we selling bricks get rich then cop a bentayga
Gotta create a path an sustain a grind if you tryna get P like we doing less then legal shit in Venezuela
Imma paper chaser never gave a fuck still been looking for one to give
When I shoot my shot it goes in you boys jus hit the rim
Ain't a player but i display talent within

Got swag and a big bag
Molly pop the Molly like tic tac
Came out the storm Ain't been back
Looking back say we did that
We can make a lane up out the way Clean flow like I rinsed that
Lately staying distant
Glowing, boy I got enchants
Haters gon turn to my fans
Don't need an advance from a label
When you in the cut its gets painful
But I'm know I'm able
Shawty on four on the floor she a table
Lost a fucking screw mentally unstable
But I been this way from the cradle
I been like this never for the switch
Ain't poker but I gotta get my chips
Life's a game an you don't win till its over
Getting closer, with the day ones like Charlie an Lola
Feel like Irwin the way I manoeuvre with a cobra
On my shit everything is kosa
Freshly pressed notes will be my aroma
Tryna, thumb through them notes like thats what I'm paid for
Ion give a fuck about none so what you hate for
I was bored an i saw through dust an the flames
that one day we gonna be on a private
Think imma quit but lil bitch I jus started

So now

They gon think we selling bricks get rich then cop a bentayga
Gotta create a path an sustain a grind if you tryna get P like we doing less then legal shit in Venezuela
Imma paper chaser never gave a fuck still been looking for one to give
When I shoot my shot it goes in you boys jus hit the rim
Ain't a player but i display talent within



Credits
Writer(s): Miloš Despinic
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