Florence Lyrics

McDonald's in the studio, it's 1am

People testing me, I don't wanna be they friend

I got a cold soul, where do I begin?

Here I sit just, waiting for the end

Full of bad habits, with me till' the end

Drowning in pain, drowning in sins

Stealing my style, you'd think we twins

Hands getting heavy, too many big rings

20 pointers all over, my tennis chains

She don't fuck with you, 'cause we not the same

She only fuck with stars, just look at my name

Gonna go platinum, don't say my name in vain

Call me a chart topper, a body dropper

Big stone flexer, diamond teeth wearer

Icon of pop culture, I'll pop someone

Call me what you want, just keep on staring

Feeling fresh when I, rock Designer

Black and white Prada, call me Panda

Resting easy, in my California king

Called up Johnny, got me a new ring

Nice kid up front, but I still sting

About to cut ties, they hanging by a string

First class on American Airlines

All I ever wanted, yeah it's all mine

Flew out to Florence, to taste some wines

Everything I ever wanted, yeah it's all mine

Writing rap, but I really can't even rhyme

Can't do this on my own, there's quite a few guys

Behind the scenes, is what most don't see

'Cause no one makes it here, just not like me

Carrying big guns, you ain't strapped like me

Gonna be a GOAT, come on, say it with me

McDonald's in the studio, it's 1am

People testing me, I don't wanna be they friend

I got a cold soul, where do I begin?

Here I sit just, waiting for the end

Full of bad habits, with me till' the end

Drowning in pain, drowning in sins

Stealing my style, you'd think we twins

Hands getting heavy, too many big rings

Out of favors, no more love

Please stop talking, please shut up

Talked shit about me, now you wanna be me

It don't make sense, don't come and see me

My whole diet has turned, now eating fast food

Don't have enought time to cook my own food

Can't eat out, 'cause I'm too famous

Can't eat out, 'cause I'm too rich

Stop lying, being a scamming little bitch

Show me what you worth, please just make sense

All that lying, is only making cents

I'm telling the truth, getting really rich

Don't come around, next time you need help

'Cause you let me drown, when I need help

Money counters beepin' in my dreams

My worries are gone, no more bad dreams

Flew out to Florence, to taste some wines

Everything I ever wanted, yeah it's all mine

Writing rap, but I really can't even rhyme

Can't do this on my own, there's quite a few guys

Behind the scenes, is what most don't see

'Cause no one makes it here, just not like me

Carrying big guns, you ain't strapped like me

Gonna be a GOAT, come on, say it with me