4AM in Milan
Ay, this ones nice you know
Nah like this ones nice you know
K2 like that
This one's done real fun yeah it's only the start
The next destination I'm hitting
Either Dam or Qatar (all around the world)
You know that imma slide whether near or afar
I'm putting in every city because cause you know I'm on par (I'm gone)
Listen, I can't lie gotta go back
Don't wanna be looking at this destination and think
It's just a throwback (only in the past)
I'm saving all my money but you know that (I'm da bank)
Okay I do what I wanna you would think they call me Mostack
The pasta, the pizza the Tiramasu
They got me hopping on the metro
Man I ain't got a coupe (ain't got no wheels)
You know I'm walking kinda slow, suns up so it's noon
But it's even madder everyone here is riding on scoots
Know what I'm doing here (yeah)
Bare onomatopoeias (ok)
And I be slipping through the city visiting the Galleria (see YsL)
Didn't even touch colosseum (no sir)
Cause of the line long call it Nia
On top of that, yeah there's Sofia
Nah I'm sorry bro
I'm thinking that's a wrap (it's done)
It's okay I'm Al Capone
Remember we in Milan didn't think of touching Rome (but we'll be back)
Da Vinci on the track, claiming these M's like it's home
Influential mother, look at all the other seeds that he's sown
I'm just playing my part
Man I feel like I'm the Tsar
When I said I'm going solo them man really had a laugh (they didn't wanna listen)
Everything they doing in that place yeah it's art
Pretty city man the only thing they missing is noir (some melanin)
I know it's late night, great sights
But I'm thinking to myself this spot here yeah I'm using it date night (wait on me)
Daisies and Lilies all she wants is a rose
I'm grabbing 50 to 100 that's depending on growth (soon come)
Yeah it's crazy as I'm seeing getting into zone
Only precision I envision built some house in some stone
Another left turn but the right is unknown
Meanwhile I'm tapping all my pockets where the fuck is my phone (I don't know)
You know that I'm a tourist I stuck to the plan
Yeah so it's word to TBO, man I got hoes in Milan (I got hoes in Milan)
But I know she's still preeing (she is)
I'm still the same being
Fully took that shit back like I didn't already see it
Okay I'm back let me land yeah I'm focused again (yeah lemme land)
Went to QC just to chill, do some Zen
Saw a QT, had no phone, just a pen (had to write it down)
In the minority today, so I just had to blend
The journey back home, nothing short of a bore
But reality's kicking in and man it's hurting my core (it's hurting my soul)
All the scenes that were set feeling like I'm on tour
With a breath of fresh air something that I adore (Like I'm on a walk)
Nobody ready for this drop I be cooking on low
Cream walls
Marble floors
Yeah I'm like the pope (I'm on top of the world)
Artistic vision man I just wanna draw
Flying back to my country
I'm not sure anymore
Went light and then heavy on the fit kinda drippy
Told one BRB sorry BARB like she's Nicki (Chun li)
I'm tryna catch this train man it's looking kinda sticky
While I'm sipping on Prosecco, with my wine I'm kinda picky (l like it pink)
Body's worn out, insomnia calling my phone
But I'mma thug it out (why?)
Cause I ain't tryna go home
So no I didn't touch the can (we free)
No Len it's no Rakistan (on me)
Yeah but just to clarify it's 4am we in Milan
Word
Nah like this ones nice you know
K2 like that
This one's done real fun yeah it's only the start
The next destination I'm hitting
Either Dam or Qatar (all around the world)
You know that imma slide whether near or afar
I'm putting in every city because cause you know I'm on par (I'm gone)
Listen, I can't lie gotta go back
Don't wanna be looking at this destination and think
It's just a throwback (only in the past)
I'm saving all my money but you know that (I'm da bank)
Okay I do what I wanna you would think they call me Mostack
The pasta, the pizza the Tiramasu
They got me hopping on the metro
Man I ain't got a coupe (ain't got no wheels)
You know I'm walking kinda slow, suns up so it's noon
But it's even madder everyone here is riding on scoots
Know what I'm doing here (yeah)
Bare onomatopoeias (ok)
And I be slipping through the city visiting the Galleria (see YsL)
Didn't even touch colosseum (no sir)
Cause of the line long call it Nia
On top of that, yeah there's Sofia
Nah I'm sorry bro
I'm thinking that's a wrap (it's done)
It's okay I'm Al Capone
Remember we in Milan didn't think of touching Rome (but we'll be back)
Da Vinci on the track, claiming these M's like it's home
Influential mother, look at all the other seeds that he's sown
I'm just playing my part
Man I feel like I'm the Tsar
When I said I'm going solo them man really had a laugh (they didn't wanna listen)
Everything they doing in that place yeah it's art
Pretty city man the only thing they missing is noir (some melanin)
I know it's late night, great sights
But I'm thinking to myself this spot here yeah I'm using it date night (wait on me)
Daisies and Lilies all she wants is a rose
I'm grabbing 50 to 100 that's depending on growth (soon come)
Yeah it's crazy as I'm seeing getting into zone
Only precision I envision built some house in some stone
Another left turn but the right is unknown
Meanwhile I'm tapping all my pockets where the fuck is my phone (I don't know)
You know that I'm a tourist I stuck to the plan
Yeah so it's word to TBO, man I got hoes in Milan (I got hoes in Milan)
But I know she's still preeing (she is)
I'm still the same being
Fully took that shit back like I didn't already see it
Okay I'm back let me land yeah I'm focused again (yeah lemme land)
Went to QC just to chill, do some Zen
Saw a QT, had no phone, just a pen (had to write it down)
In the minority today, so I just had to blend
The journey back home, nothing short of a bore
But reality's kicking in and man it's hurting my core (it's hurting my soul)
All the scenes that were set feeling like I'm on tour
With a breath of fresh air something that I adore (Like I'm on a walk)
Nobody ready for this drop I be cooking on low
Cream walls
Marble floors
Yeah I'm like the pope (I'm on top of the world)
Artistic vision man I just wanna draw
Flying back to my country
I'm not sure anymore
Went light and then heavy on the fit kinda drippy
Told one BRB sorry BARB like she's Nicki (Chun li)
I'm tryna catch this train man it's looking kinda sticky
While I'm sipping on Prosecco, with my wine I'm kinda picky (l like it pink)
Body's worn out, insomnia calling my phone
But I'mma thug it out (why?)
Cause I ain't tryna go home
So no I didn't touch the can (we free)
No Len it's no Rakistan (on me)
Yeah but just to clarify it's 4am we in Milan
Word
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