JOHN WICK
Ah here we go
Ah get get ready
One side of the coin you never will see
Niggas telling tales straight from movie scenes
You think John Wick that ain't what I see
You just in your room making fantasies
Imagining dragons you a bitch to me
Not because you soft but because you a liar
I can tell you lame cause you ain't got no fire
Say you got that gas you got jokes, Richard Pryor
Thought I was in love but that feeling temporary
On to better things moving on still hella scary
Step outside ya comfort zone the only way to grow
Afraid to take a risk success you'll never know
I admit I got my wits through trial and the error
Never had my peace of my mind I struggle with my terror
Truth be told my memories are cold and filled with hate
That's why only few remain who I see day to day
Tired of people who faking they fame
You act like a thug but your life hella tame
You think you a god but you act hella lame
I'm rich in my soul and you broke in the brain
Living a lie and it's obvious
I do not know why you need to
Do all this flexing but
Everything that you do is see-through
One side of the coin you never will see
Niggas telling tales straight from movie scenes
You think John Wick that ain't what I see
You just in your room making fantasies
Imagining dragons you a bitch to me
Not because you soft but because you a liar
I can tell you lame because you ain't got no fire
Say you got that gas you got jokes, Richard Pryor
Ah get get ready
One side of the coin you never will see
Niggas telling tales straight from movie scenes
You think John Wick that ain't what I see
You just in your room making fantasies
Imagining dragons you a bitch to me
Not because you soft but because you a liar
I can tell you lame cause you ain't got no fire
Say you got that gas you got jokes, Richard Pryor
Thought I was in love but that feeling temporary
On to better things moving on still hella scary
Step outside ya comfort zone the only way to grow
Afraid to take a risk success you'll never know
I admit I got my wits through trial and the error
Never had my peace of my mind I struggle with my terror
Truth be told my memories are cold and filled with hate
That's why only few remain who I see day to day
Tired of people who faking they fame
You act like a thug but your life hella tame
You think you a god but you act hella lame
I'm rich in my soul and you broke in the brain
Living a lie and it's obvious
I do not know why you need to
Do all this flexing but
Everything that you do is see-through
One side of the coin you never will see
Niggas telling tales straight from movie scenes
You think John Wick that ain't what I see
You just in your room making fantasies
Imagining dragons you a bitch to me
Not because you soft but because you a liar
I can tell you lame because you ain't got no fire
Say you got that gas you got jokes, Richard Pryor
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Writer(s): Kent Osborne
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