untitled* Lyrics by angelus
I’m making hits everyday, sit in my room and I’m still getting paid
Stacking up chips, my chips like Lays
[?] chips, my chips like waste, Hold up
[?] inside the bank, I do what I want, what you can’t
[?] got you like a saint, I’m getting paper I cannot complain
I’m going up on a whole ‘nother level, I’m f#cking [?]
I saw [?] and I cannot settle, These [?]
Goin’ to the city, I [?]
Girl, it’s embarrassing, you need to let go
I got this sh#t right from the get-go, I’m at LA going to a gecs show
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angelus Lyrics – untitled*