MANSION

Lyrics

MANSION lyrics [Intro] Yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah Mhmm, mhmm Yeah Followed by this dark cloud [mumble] cloud tryna make it rain Yeah [mumble] had to make a way [mumble] give it to the game [Verse 1] Yo My mother would tell me rely on the loyalty Heal and protect Through the rest Had no fam in the industry or the streets Be one with spirits, not flesh It's clear that I'm stressed Losing faith in what the mirror reflects Shit and piss in the elevators in the jects Mixing diffеrent liquors, I ain't faded yet Mеdicate then I'm not hurt for the moment Demons callin' like they know that I got church in the mornin' Devil whisperin', "Don't go, that shit borin' These foreigns suckin and snortin' Ask Jahova where the goal movin' forward" Lost but I know direction Hard headed, when will I learn my lesson? I'm skipping Sunday services Caught up in certain settins My core connection's connects and killers that sport the weapon If God is speaking through this jagged smoke Distort the message Block the signal, droppin' knowledge Bars are hieroglyphic Ganja lit, escape the drama with a grabba spliff Pussy got you suicidal by Rihanna got me feelin' like I'd rather die before I wine and dine a bitch [Hook] Followed by this dark cloud, tryna make it rain Yeah Couldn't find a way, had to make a way Yeah I said my vows, gave it to the game Yeah Fuck a house, I need a fuckin' mansion Fuck my whip, I need a fuckin' Phantom Diamonds on a nigga fuckin' dancin' (Whoo) All this money, where your fuckin' standards? (Go get your money, this the hustler's anthem) [Verse 2] (Sheesh) Fix your problems, get your business handled (yeah) This here ain't free but you can get a sample I ain't finna pay your bills, that Netflix shit a scandal Ain't got no L's but havin' visions of speeding in that Lambo It was no question to dream it I can see it Bomb strategic Manifested, I believed it I can be it, honestly Ugh King demeanor, heart of Jesus They aborted, I went harder Artificial, I don't need 'em Diamond piece (sheesh) Still I pray that he watch me Still I stay with my ox Still we ragin' I still get faded I still get laid cuz why not? Still parlay on my block Still some haters, I peep the shade But don't feel the graze from y'all shots See ya later Though I'm aware from wrong and right My sense began to hinder what's important in my life Vices, (ugh) Blocking the sources to see the light Want the sauce? Well then be of light Hope these losses'll steer you right God [Hook] Followed by this dark cloud, tryna make it rain Yeah Couldn't find a way, had to make a way Yeah I said my vows, gave it to the game Yeah Fuck a house, I need a fuckin' mansion Fuck my whip, I need a fuckin' Phantom Diamonds on a nigga fuckin' dancin' (Whoo) All this money, where your fuckin' standards? (Go get your money, this the hustler's anthem)