Rasta

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Armani - Rap

Rasta

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[Chorus] I'm at the edge of the Earth I'm at the edge of the Earth I'm at the edge of the Earth (I'm at the edge of the Earth) I'm at the edge of the Earth I'm 'bout to take 'em to church I'm 'bout to take it to church, for real I'm rockin' Margiela coat like a Yeti I'm in this bitch with confetti baguettes (Yeah) All of my diamonds they fretting All of my diamonds they surf out the lake And they come out the sky like a weapon And I came out thе sky like a villain I keep falling in love with thesе women I keep falling in love with these women that put these clothes on for a motherfuckin' livin' I put on when I walk in the building I put on when I walk on the stage, yeah, I'm blowin the brain I pull up and I'm choppin' the brain on 'em I pull up and I'm choppin' the brain on 'em I can't say nothin', I can't say nada I just smoke on my dope like a Rasta [Verse] And I'm stuck in her gut like a pasta And I don't give a fuck, gotta boss up I got too many hoes on the roster I got too many hoes on the front line I had too many hoes at the wrong time [Bridge] Said, "it's not you, it's me, I just gotta find my peace" (Oh) I just gotta fight my demons Ooh, yeah, I made it here I just up the dose, so you know I'm gone I'm on the edge of the world, I'm goin' home [Chorus] I'm at the edge of the Earth I'm at the edge of the Earth I'm at the edge of the Earth I'm at the edge of the Earth I'm 'bout to take 'em to church I'm 'bout to take it to church, for real I'm rockin' Margiela coat like a Yeti I'm in this bitch with confetti baguettes (Yeah) All of my diamonds they fretting All of my diamonds they surf out the lake And they come out the sky like a weapon And I came out the sky like a villain I keep falling in love with these women I keep falling in love with these women that put these clothes on for a motherfuckin' livin' I put on when I walk in the building I put on when I walk on the stage, yeah, I'm blowin the brain I pull up and I'm choppin' the brain on 'em I pull up and I'm choppin' the brain on 'em I can't say nothin', I can't say nada I just smoke on my dope like a Rasta (Yeah)

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  • Armani