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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chy Cartier
Chy Cartier
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Valentino Salvi
Valentino Salvi
Composer
Chyna Dacrie
Chyna Dacrie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Young Chencs
Young Chencs
Producer
Antonio Mereu (AM)
Antonio Mereu (AM)
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

You see in this life Some people aren't here to evolve Not everyone around you - You can take to the top with you Some people are here to show you What it looks like if you don't evolve Trust me They're following my lead, I got what they need I ain't gotta say, you can see why they trust me I feel I'm in a different stratosphere In your dreams where you'll close enough to touch me And they're saying that they're proud But deep down I know they're mad we're here I do all my shopping in west, but I'm from north though Tell my driver driving back through Camden Straight first class I don't fly Norse bro In my ricks and this leather from Vanson If he rolling with me very handsome Money long, Richard Branson You ain't nutton but a goodie two shoes About bad not a fraction You're not that way inclined and I can see that They're in my comments like hashtag need that I sit back and observe but won't tell you what I gathered My real life like snakes and ladders Elevating still dealing with this fake shit They were praying on my downfall I made it I'm in a spaceship (skrrr) And I been there done that This shit sound call it ain't it And my killy like banksy cah' You never know it's him when he paint shit Scared money don't make none (nah) I'm really living like my best life I don't fake fun Disrespect who, me? I don't take none Smiling and slithering, the winners win You keep running up your lip You're gonna make this a bigger thing I'm always laughing lots, giggling You're like a laughing stock I got all the looks to kill, I'm killing it I swear that they don't kill a thing Say you're bad but it's a fact that we're badder Oh, you ain't on piss And if we pull up now you're pissed Make you catch a weak bladder Put your foot in my hand give you a boost to the top But you're the type to kick the ladder Top Shotta, know he messing with a superstar And you know we're used to this not new to car Jumping out the Benz no spragga I sit back and observe but won't tell you what I gathered My real life like snakes and ladders Elevating still dealing with this fake shit They were praying on my downfall I made it I'm in a spaceship (skrrr) And I been there done that This shit sound call it ain't it And my killy like banksy cah' You never know it's him when he paint shit
Writer(s): Valentino Angelo Salvi, Chy Cartier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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