Five Thousand

Dressing like Jesus rocking the Jesus piece
All the trauma, man, I need the grief... to glow
Ayo

I'm Achilles with the weak heel
First rap money got my bro a free meal (Una storia vera)
Everything I speak real (Real talk)
If they want me for a show it's a sweet deal (Dammi i miei soldi)
Only free for la famiglia (Uh huh)
Cannoli from Papa, vaniglia (Deliziosi)
Nothing sweeter than my Nonna's kisses (Mwah)
When she offer wisdom, yo you gotta listen
Nights it was impossible I stared into d'evils fate
Life and all its obstacles I never ran a steeplechase
Last time in the steeple for the sequel had a feeble face
Now it's five thousand bars that my people ate (Mangia)
Mouths to feed: five thousand
One rack off rap, but I need five thousand (Cinquemila)
ON37OVE with the thirty seven (Trentasette)
Is this a pretty hell or a dirty heaven? (Dimmi)

Five thousand
Mouths to feed: five thousand
Stacking up the cream: five thousand
All of that, ayo, I need five thousand



Credits
Writer(s): Gianluca Di Benedetto Santoro, Noah Hill, Ryan Van Elten, Thomas Benjamin Peter Gordon-crosby
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