Money (Explicit)-Ibrahim Maalouf/Erick The Architect

Never gave a **** about much and i still don't Any altercation, showing up when there's real smoke I foresee the future and I'm still the shit Watch me skirt the dealership I go ahead and kill this shit This my inner shit, you just outta shit, it's delicate Been equipped, embellishing, can't knock out my element I'm watching how you bet on me, I push your buttons steadily And when you gain the lead there ain't no room to get ahead of me, its therapy I'm wicked, but aligned different, gotta fine image, put designs in it I question, what if I'm it, for a time limit, when am I finished? God given, but I lie living, got a side business, and my time ticking Got my top 10, I get topped in it, but I stopped living, stopped living Now I'm not blemished, but the plot simmers, see my shots hit em, like it got Venom I challenge, every block, in em, if he rot, let em, if he rock let 'em On the spot, demoed, when I flock, simple, this one got tempo, so I crash cymbals Pop up like i was the last pimple, and they lack impulse, i would crash rentals Turn my faith on its side, where am I ? The ground is still the cousin to the sky And when I talk to God, I still wait for His reply That's how I feel inside, I can't even say I tried Broken down motives Weight is on my shoulders I'm hoping this a phase Fate is taking over When Hell is freezing over Life has run its course Stuck inside this purgatory Buried with my thoughts No intellect, the disrespect, and friends'll really make it worse I'm lonely when I'm present here, and most had called me crazy first Laughter emanates, through this treble and this bass Most'll quit along this journey, and they lacking what it takes! So darling pump your breaks, watching altered time and space Still I'm dreaming while awake, I think my heart and soul replaced But I'm still here, i wanna puff a square when we buss down And I'm moving slow like: everything is shut down