It’s my life I make way to the sky, fly away with visions, money, music, you and I// I don’t care for the fame, write a record fade away, a narcissist they say, it’s just another day// Classic with the beat you must know I’m an assassin// rode up of the street first ave right in Manhattan// But made it far worked hard I said it in my album// people never believed me now I have something to laugh at// come down to basics I take it all I am hungry for// a million dollar house a Lamborghini, marble floors// I never got why people say their life is such a chore, I contemplate a better future watch my ego wash ashore// under a thousand tons of pressure MDMA for the pleasure hate on me cause that’s assessment, like a fucking test// it’s called life though, bread and cheese and wine hun, stacks don’t discriminate kill every rapper who gets in my way// anybody today claims that whatever the fuck say is called rap but niggas need a map and niggas need some new bars// don’t be mad saltines with french caviar, maybe I look rich today but look at where I’m going at// It’s my life I make way to the sky, fly away with visions, money, music, you and I// I don’t care for the fame, write a record fade away, a narcissist they say, it’s just another day// It’s my life I make way to the sky, fly away with visions, money, music, you and I// I don’t care for the fame, write a record fade away, a narcissist they say, it’s just another day// Another week, different year, look at me I made it here// Fuck the swag shit give you simple image you endear// Different sound on the stage, ripped the floor out killed the page// Taking over the game now, plenty of weed and cocaine now// My life is all fun and games how, the fuck do you say I ain’t proud man// I got it, this new shit I’m all about it, I flaunt it// family in this business how we rap is an art don’t doubt it, and say what you want don’t miss this opportunity, don’t fall out bitch// It’s my life I make way to the sky, fly away with visions, money, music, you and I// I don’t care for the fame, write a record fade away, a narcissist they say, it’s just another day// It’s my life I make way to the sky, fly away with visions, money, music, you and I// I don’t care for the fame, write a record fade away, a narcissist they say, but it’s just another day. © 

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