Cosmic Plans

All in on, yeah, all in on, yeah, all in on
Purple, hit it up, wouuuuhhh

Got to slice that beat it's on god's plan
All the pieces coming to a bigger end
Night is not done; I woke up in a mustang
Money, fame, weed
A bit of each anyway
Press the nitrous
How the thing goes
Higher pressure
Make them bilingual
Choices made, I don't talk so
Eyes blurry but inner vision clear though

Coming from my hood, I'm like a fucking alien
Events and problems piling I got to move
Changing country, pushing life, replacing friends, new groove
Fresh youth, adult issues, I ain't on the mood
Guess we got to let go, leave the control
Or the old hoes, pick a card and click
The lights are falling, the liquor is poured
No space in the booth, my mind up on the moon
Space
Then, I spent most of my time, lost in the late night
Get your habits, get your vacay
Stay away from the grind
Hard drinks all on my hand
"SK" deep in my drive
And I look up to the sky, like my conscience, pitch black
No wow, ain't me no more
Thousand parties got me wake up next door
Dumbing my core
Sometimes I drink just to forget
That I have nothing to talk about, man

About about last time
Never gonna reply
I ain't for the spotlight
But it will be alright

Got to slice that beat it's on god's plan
All the pieces coming to a bigger end
Night is not done; I'm cruising in a mustang
Money, fame, weed
A bit of each anyway
Press the nitrous
How the thing goes
Higher pressure
Make them bilingual
Choices made, I don't talk so
Eyes blurry but inner vision clear though

Nowadays rappers sound like ouin ouin ouin
Talking bout their bitches that should be hin hin hin
I don't see money, I just see time time time
When will they realize there is an end to that?
Now get on the low
Whip up the gold
Like every victory still feel far from the goal
Now get on the low
Whip up the gold
Like every victory still feel far from the goal
I should know
That's all to expect from a life that it's owned
Now I'm gone, on my own
The best drugs are the ones that make you feel like u die
Are you aligned?
Live up your life
If u don't wake up tomorrow, will it feel like a scam?
Or just an element that you missed to combine?
Make up your mind
Move on, define
That's the only difference down the damn line
boss

Got to slice that beat it's on god's plan
All the pieces coming to a bigger end
Night is nearly gone; I am living in a weird game
Money, fame, weed
A bit of each anyway
Press the nitrous
How the thing goes
Higher pressure
Make them bilingual
Choices made, I don't talk so
Eyes blurry but inner vision clear though



Credits
Writer(s): Chems-félix Joly
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