Son of an Immigrant

Coming at it
At all different angles
I don't know what you want from me
Shawty stay low
And you know that the drink lowkey
Taking over me
And my soul feeling lonely
Gotta say them words
Cause if I ain't fill that pocket
Then the music ain't gone get this club poppin
Gotta sing the voice of the drum
Gotta sound like the son of an immigrant
Fireball
I'm with the stars
I'm just like Shenron
Gonna get them Dragon Balls
Gonna grant your wish today
Gonna make it all ok
Yeah
I'm just messing yah
Yeah

Cause its all about the things that I don't really want
Cause its all about the things that I don't really flaunt
Cause its all about the things that I really just don't love
Cause its all about the things that I really just don't love
Is the money talking
Is the money talking
Is the money talking
Is the money talking
Is the money talking
Is the money talking
Is the money talking
Is the money talking



Credits
Writer(s): Jiby Jiby
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