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letra de a.g.e. - bishop

first verse:
city living, night life, pretty women
who wanna sip champagne, travel the city wit ’em
img, ill-strious the logo
love the way it sound, shorty blushes when it’s rose gold
…always keep the buckets of patrón cold
keep a cup, keep the dutches in the zone rolled
…still sharp in pressed suits w less loot
on the road to success, i ain’t here to address you
…highway to heaven is the next route
drove past memory lane, i’m so forgetful
everything i seen, everything i saw
if i get everything i came for you ain’t ever getting yours…
if i’m ever in the game you ain’t ever get to score
life is a b-tch, wedding rings & wh0r-s
nothing was the same, but it’s better than before
we could settle it, i’m always where you never been before…

hook:
ice cold chains, all gold everything
whole gang, all gold everything
rolling through the city slow w all gold everything
married to the game so it’s all gold everything…

second verse:
big dreams & bright lights, the night life
shots of patrón sierra leone’s is my vice
the plan was, to drink until the pain over
but i got visions of champagne & range rovers
…party on the plane, that’s a hangover
…back to back blunts, that’s a chain smoker
far as life go it’s hard to stay sober
i could shoulder the weight
wait, wait, the waits over…
…this is ordinary love…
loyalty over everything & all of the above…
everything that i spit is like a quarter key of drugs
n-ggas know to move accordingly, authorities & thugs…
rich thoughts & cheap schemes
to keep cream
if i ruled the world i’d be escobar in street dreams…
it was written, this the thief’s theme
if life is a movie then i’m sincere in each scene

hook:

verse:
silhouettes of strippers that’s from the cigarettes
…still on my tip, cause i ain’t tip her yet
after a couples of rounds, give it a little rest…
…shorty said she wanted it all, so i ain’t give her less
rose gold cover a n-gga neck
24 karats cause i ain’t familiar w the rest…
the wrist watch don’t tick tock
every minute count
won’t spend a hour on this block…
i got visions of pretty women & limousines
windows ain’t tinted, the paint dry, the rims clean…
cover my eyes & create a vivid scene
asked me if living the dream or living in a dream…
i could shoulder the weight, i got a triple beam
if life is a movie i never miss a scene…
luckily where everything is real
ill-strious, trust me it’s where everything ill…

- bishop

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