as I step back onto my cloud, I wield my saber to the ground. lyrics
by GREAF
[Verse x2]
Tell me is you friends is you foe?
Tell me is you friends is you foe?
Lucid dream I'm rocking black like a crow
You say you make residuals but you don't
They say they making money but they don't
They say they making cash but they don't
They say they f*cking hoes but they don't
They say they smoking Dro but they don't
[Outro]
Model b*tch on my f*cking di*k, make me feel legit
I know that b*tch only want me 'cause I'm gothic money rich
Had to make my money from bricks on some tundra sh*t
Straight out from the tundra bih, choppa sound like thunder bih