guitar solo Lyrics

Dieumoda World Records

Yea

Yup, yup, yup, yup

Hey

Guitar solo, I'm pullin strings

Funny how I used to think this life was just in my dreams

Walkin round in Paris

Thought the Eiffel was make believe

I been rappin shit and rollin tree like it's Christmas Eve

They tryna plot a heist on my life

Like the Den of Thieves

Coolin in a palace with a shorty that's

Supernatural

The theme is reoccurring

Let the people know I'm him, compared to past or current

Closet full of lions, tigers. bears

I feel like a taxidermist

And you know these Prada ostrich

Hold on, I think PETA callin

Cut that off, your CD garbage

Catchin plays, Ceedee Lamb

Hold on, I think we the hardest

You put on for the gram

Left wrist gottem thinkin fraud

Elevator in the Hamptons

I came up from muddy waters

Pull strings like I play guitar

Yea

Piano Jordans, they worth a key

Funny how I used to think this life was just in my dreams

Walkin round in Turks

Clear water, I'm seein things

Jet ski to an island and it's private, it's make believe

Hit it leave her glowin, yea she call the dick Maybelline

She let me paint her face

Art is the greatest thing

Push buttons, ain't seen a key

Folks I ain't seen in years, tellin me what they need

Walkin with dead prez, your shit must got impeached

And I let the work do the talkin 'cause talk is cheap

It's like I got this drip for a bargain, I'm gettin flea

All this shit startin to get weak, or is it me

I been bench pressin niggas bars with my pinky ring

I could never go industry

I went platinum in the streets

These denim by Margiela, it's numbers on everything

You lactose intolerant

Allergic to gettin cream

I'm talkin that gwalla shit

I speak it fluently

Yuh

Run me up a M, put a mansion on the beach

Dieumoda over all, yea that's how it's gotta be

(Dieumoda World Records)

Yup, yup

Hey

Guitar solo, I'm pullin strings

Funny how I used to think this life was just in my dreams

Walkin round in Paris, thought the Eiffel was make believe