Текст песни Everthe8 — Extra Boy

I was starving, being surrounded by their riches
Designer shit Just within my arm’s reach
Extra boy, with no future, with no features
All I see is how they feast,
All feel is thirst underneath my t-shirt

Never care ’bout their handouts
Now all my players penthouse
Multilingual
Multividual

Never tried to keep up with the crowd
Rhyming be the ritual
Bitch, I keep my pistol loaded
Yeah it’s harder then a missile

I went insane, surrounded by the pain
Grinding, Saturday to Saturday
Overtime, i had no time to wait
Outside, this straight up from my brain

Posi vibes, posi wave
Usually I’m bona dude
Throw my head back, smoke rising up
Got so high off latitude

I came from a dirt
Lamborghini sport
I came from a dirt
Lamborghini sport

I came from a dirt
Lamborghini sport
I came from a dirt
Lamborghini sport

Wipe that smirk off your face, bitch, i could say
Aayh
I move white girls, like cane moved Cobain
Move rich kids, can’t see enemies like I’m Ray
Ayah
I sound weird
I’m too straight

All of my Neitz, finesse hard
Counting bands, impressive sum
Smoke rings, on the setting sun
Police think I’m a yakuza

Vintage wu wear on me
Feel like I’m the one of the famous 9
I feel like I’m glowing
Another designer line

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I came from a dirt
Lamborghini sport
I came from a dirt
Lamborghini sport

I came from a dirt
Lamborghini sport
I came from a dirt
Lamborghini sport