FASHION WEEK
Too concerned with your top five
Not too concerned with the spotlight
I'm in Dawson Street, post Stay City
Cop a bunch a vinyl, keep my mind right
It's been a long time since I felt threatened
Most these boys couldn't spell legend (nah)
Couldn't smell greatness like The Rock cooking
Off-White off the rack purchase
My touch glows, I touch road close shave with death
This thug rose like Thug Rose, I only aim for heads (bow!)
And I've been chosen and I'm rolling and it's potent and it's-
She came with a boy
She left with a man
She came as a hater
She left as a fan
It's all in the vision, it's all in the plan
It's all in position, it's all in my hands
Put the groupies in the group chat (yeah)
Don't second guess, just do that (yeah)
Moorzy, Crogha where the crew at (yeah)
Benny, Yoga what we do lads (yeah)
All my demons coming after me
I'll be making triumphs out of tragedies
I own my masters and they looking like a masterpiece
In the Hilton out in Paris like it's Fashion Week
(Yeah)
All my demons coming after me
I'll be making triumphs out of tragedies
I own my masters and they looking like a masterpiece
In the Hilton out in Paris like it's Fashion Week
Baby don't you text me when I'm in The Sanctuary (no)
She pretend that she a Gemini, her birthday's January (what?)
Why she pull up with the Hermes? Like that shit ain't necessary (nah)
Yeah she rocks designer gear but takes calls on a Blackberry what?
Shit don't make sense, neither do I
Chump change but I ain't the guy
High roller, keep poker face
Call your bluff then I call your wife
Stun em like Austin, why are you talking?
Heard you got bars, fuck what they costing
Fuck what you rocking, fuck all the talking
Shit is exhausting, shit I'm exhausted
All my demons coming after me
I'll be making triumphs out of tragedies
I own my masters and they looking like a masterpiece
In the Hilton out in Paris like it's Fashion Week
(Yeah)
All my demons coming after me
I'll be making triumphs out of tragedies
I own my masters and they looking like a masterpiece
In the Hilton out in Paris like it's Fashion Week
Not too concerned with the spotlight
I'm in Dawson Street, post Stay City
Cop a bunch a vinyl, keep my mind right
It's been a long time since I felt threatened
Most these boys couldn't spell legend (nah)
Couldn't smell greatness like The Rock cooking
Off-White off the rack purchase
My touch glows, I touch road close shave with death
This thug rose like Thug Rose, I only aim for heads (bow!)
And I've been chosen and I'm rolling and it's potent and it's-
She came with a boy
She left with a man
She came as a hater
She left as a fan
It's all in the vision, it's all in the plan
It's all in position, it's all in my hands
Put the groupies in the group chat (yeah)
Don't second guess, just do that (yeah)
Moorzy, Crogha where the crew at (yeah)
Benny, Yoga what we do lads (yeah)
All my demons coming after me
I'll be making triumphs out of tragedies
I own my masters and they looking like a masterpiece
In the Hilton out in Paris like it's Fashion Week
(Yeah)
All my demons coming after me
I'll be making triumphs out of tragedies
I own my masters and they looking like a masterpiece
In the Hilton out in Paris like it's Fashion Week
Baby don't you text me when I'm in The Sanctuary (no)
She pretend that she a Gemini, her birthday's January (what?)
Why she pull up with the Hermes? Like that shit ain't necessary (nah)
Yeah she rocks designer gear but takes calls on a Blackberry what?
Shit don't make sense, neither do I
Chump change but I ain't the guy
High roller, keep poker face
Call your bluff then I call your wife
Stun em like Austin, why are you talking?
Heard you got bars, fuck what they costing
Fuck what you rocking, fuck all the talking
Shit is exhausting, shit I'm exhausted
All my demons coming after me
I'll be making triumphs out of tragedies
I own my masters and they looking like a masterpiece
In the Hilton out in Paris like it's Fashion Week
(Yeah)
All my demons coming after me
I'll be making triumphs out of tragedies
I own my masters and they looking like a masterpiece
In the Hilton out in Paris like it's Fashion Week
Credits
Writer(s): Gary Byrne, Thomas Gillespie, Todd Grey
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