silkandcologne
I could be a fronter, I could give a lot of money
I could be an umbrella, and when the storm comin'
Stamps on your passport, country after country
Back then I would have to grind it out the dungeon
I turned nothing into somethin'
Visions of me winning, man, I knew that they were comin'
Felt it in my stomach, it was always in my conscious
I could see my future when nobody seen it coming
I don't eat for nothin'
Ride with me, slide with me
Man, I hope you don't get tired of me
Lookin' in your eyes, they look like you a bride to me
It's a party, have you ever been in LaFerrari?
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