Boomerang

White nights get me real oppressed
Anxiety in me, I ain't reposin'
Needin' three eyes but we'd still foresee
By myself still, ain't no Shiyōken

Know we fell apart like we're mosaics
More transparent than glass so if you lie to us you won't be a homie
Cannot shirk the pain, no one is Moses (Brrr)

Yeah, water, water
Sometimes are needed even quarter dollars
Back in time we needed banknotes in wallets (Time)
Moved to another city like it was the Klondike

Losses made us get up stronger than before, yeah (Ooh)
Stronger than before, yeah
I got tired of stress and paranoia
Better make some racks and chill out, know it right
That shit is a fact (For real)

Got the "Guess Who?" when to 'fuel the van
Gotta assume that you wouldn't last
'Cause you ain't refused to make us preys
Flow get damn cool like the Boomerang (Grrrah)

Boomerang
Flow get cool, Boomerang
Flow get cool, Boomerang, yeah (Boomerang)

Really really loved my bitch (Bitch)
She deceived me, ain't no film (Film)
Really was in love with her, she wasn't thinkin' I was able to succeed

Awake on the bed
Awake every night hopin' y'all gonna pay (Brrr)
Where were you at when we thought you were there? (Yeah)
This shit ain't funny, you used us again
Used to get used? Nah, that shit won't be it (For real)

Told my homies "you lied, that's a fact"
Know they like to be omittin' the facts
Seem like Prada, Amiri, their ways
To seem clean when they're dirty underneath

Lot of people wannabes (Wannabes)
They talkin' 'bout the other people like their work ain't real (Nah)
If you work on your dream then you deserve the peak
Go write the history, be a fucking facts-machine

Cold flow
Get to freeze, Patek
It goes door to door
Ain't no Jehovah's
Witnesses, you know
Drums hit heavy
Makin' my own stuff
All my beats self-made



Credits
Writer(s): Matteo Favaron
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