Reverence & Riches Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm racing for your love
There's a hundred cars behind me
And probably some in front
By your love girl I'm blinded
Maybe I'm just better off alone I'm sorry
Maybe I'm just better off alone, woah woah woah
Star in magazines, like new marines I'm having lucid dreams
Of vivid scenes, and imagery of picture perfect liturgies
Just picture me in limousines
Chauffeur's take me from A to Z
I can't believe, a woman's grip might lead up to the death of me
I can't believe
That double parked car conversations got me nowhere
Tryna fall in love so afraid to show emotion
Drinks on the rocks all this ice got me frozen
Tryna fall in love so afraid to show her-
Uh, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Tryna fall in love all this ice got me frozen
My brain got one dream but my heart's got another
Overachieving until my life's too cluttered
Weight of the world but somehow I still fluttered
I still flourished
Ask me why I do it, I'll say I encourage
Preach a different message, but I ain't embarrassed
Keep staring
Witnessing greatness a rare occurrence
Better cherish
All of these moments of better living
Compared to most you well off
Still complain on and on
Oh look it's raining outside
Thank God I live in a house
Ay, don't you see the difference
Man I hope you get the message
Paired with most you better living yeah
Paired with most you better living
We got off on the wrong foot don't do no half stepping
Keep progressing
Wanna fall in love but I'm conflicted
Seeking reverence, seeking riches
Split my focus fifty fifty fifty fifty
Uh, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Seeking reverence, seeking riches
Split my focus fifty fifty fifty fifty
(Star in magazines, like new marines I'm having lucid dreams)
(Of vivid scenes, and imagery of picture perfect liturgies)
(Just picture me in limousines)
(Chauffeur's take me from A to Z)
(I can't believe, a woman's grip might lead up to the death of me)
(I can't believe)