ZOLA Lyrics

Got me feeling like I'm one rockstar

I'm surrounded by skaters and stoners

Might wake up and scran one pop tart

Mind on my belly like Arnim Zola

And my soul was calm when you met me

Why you gotta be the mentos to my cola

The industry got them whipped like Yola

What would they be for the dolla-r

Sorry bro I need cash in hand

Can't deal with the sketchy bank transfers

Gotta make sure the loaf can land

Mum said that I'm looking pale

I think it's a sin, cos I got a tan

I might have a flight out to Malta

I'll come back with a hundred grand

Don't ask me how I got a hundred

I got friends in the highest of places

That's Astro, where's my spaceship

I'm done with the city, can't take it

But that's just me, I guess I'm basic

Audacious and bodacious

I heard that word of mouth is tasteless

They eat it up with hands that's shameless

She on a poetry ting, I'm seamus (Heaney)

She try hit her high like the Hollywood Hills

But I can't join her, tryna let her pay bills

Expensive living with the cheapest thrills

But cash ain't colder than papermillz

They think I'm a tyrant on a tirade

I'm just sinatra, I did it my way

For the Spanish ting that I don't dance

And it's sad cos she just wanna baile(Dance)

The T ain't for trap its for travel

By the morning I'm out on the highway

I was 16 when I dropped Brums calling

Then I realised what my calling was

To weed out the ones that were talking tough

Then punch in the numbers to code their bluff

Them boy cap I can't do that stuff

It's a new era, the beanie's off

Got me feeling like I'm one rockstar

I'm surrounded by skaters and stoners

Might wake up and scran one pop tart

Mind on my belly like Arnim Zola

And my soul was calm when you met me

Why you gotta be the mentos to my cola

The industry got them wit like Yola

What would they do for the dollar

For the euro, the yen or the sterling

I'm out on the field and the pitch ain't perfect

They draw up a contract, blessings in cursive

Cursing the blessings, it's lessons we learning

Or we ain't, I didn't wanna push through

All the pain, I tried to find nirvana

Cobain, but then I had to pause

And use my brain, and my family's had enough loss

I think we need a win or two

And my auntie gave me a scripture

I committed a sin or two

Girl just pull up with her man

All shouting call you back

Let me spin this dude

Let me spin this (Ha ha)

Got me feeling like I'm one rockstar

I'm surrounded by skaters and stoners

Might wake up and scram one pop-top

Mind on my belly like Arnim Zola

And my soul was calm when you met me

Why you gotta be the mentos to my cola

The industry got them wit like Yola

What would they do for the dollar

For the dollarrrr