Sitaro

I kick it like I beat Man U
Like I'm running from the CID
Lewis on the BIC
Know I'm repping 973
They just wanna be in my den
Damn I look good in Timbs
But I'm saving up that dough
So I can make em pop that dance

Ima take it up by ten
I'm an immigrant I'm Alien
People wanna see my fly
Then they wondering how that went
Jiggas wanna ride my wave
Coz I'm making my own trends
Sippin on this Bombay
Vibin out to Fuck Fake Friends

You came here in search of something
Everyone seems to have a home yet I don't

Yeah I'm popping, hopping planets
No you cannot understand it
Takeover been planning
I finna make a language
Coz I'm used to making something outta nothing, doing damage
Turn my life around I'm so damn blessed I'm living lavish

Damn, blood running through my hands
I never really hurt nobody never laid a hand
But ya'll just make me mad, and shit's gon hit the fan
Ain't gon cut these corners when I'm stealing all your fans
God

Ya'll know I'm boutta E A T
Make the cash flow T A P
I don't need no validate
I'm the man like P A C
Go Mad like a raging bull
Kick doors like I'm B.I.G
Wage war on my E G O
You a pig like a C O P

Stick it to the man like I make ends meet
Working many jobs ADHD
Stock going up I'm living in green
Ya'll said it was a gamble but I do me
Emoji smile with the blue halo
That's the type of shawty that I wanna shaadi
Thinking on the long term baby
I'll make you my Queen B I'll be Jay Z

Jump start the car I drive with no keys in
Feel like the weekend's where the weak end
Upgrade my life from a nomad to a traveller
Overseas over seasons
Ya'll sounding so dry, I bring a new season
That's my reason
Give it everything that I got already
Haha nah I'm just teasing

Yo Ashwin I just listened to the album
Like holy fuckin shit
This shit is fucking crazy
I think this is gonna blow
This is gonna fucking blow
Proud of you man
I love you

Oohhhh Ohhhh
Losing grip I'm outta control
Woah woah
I'd make it even if I'm all alone

Damn, blood running through my hands
I never really hurt nobody never laid a hand
But ya'll just make me mad, and shit's gon hit the fan
Ain't gon cut these corners when I'm stealing all your fans
Goddamn, blood running through my hands
I never really hurt nobody never laid a hand
But ya'll just make me mad, and shit's gon hit the fan
Ain't gon cut these corners when I'm stealing all your fans
God

I seem to have the body of a human being
Yet I am an alien everywhere I go

Life
Is your life outside of you?
Ohh Ohh losing grip I'm out of control
Or is your life inside of you?
Woah woah I'd make it even if I'm all alone

Am I disappearing?
From one spiritual experience to another
Alarm clocks that we snooze because we are
Too afraid to let go



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