Hersh Myls - Mondrian

Birthday not in May, but I been trying to view this life in perfect picture,
Be a tourist, for days I couldn't afford it
On the road to riches, I've been trynna fix ignitions, I've been trynna fight I miss ya,
But my eyes been on the fortune

Money fix depressions, but sometimes you gotta pour it
Grass been getting greener, I done shape-shifted, to a florist
Hands been like extensions, trynna help, but now I'm cordless
Paper getting longer, but my time has been the shortest

Now the diamonds dancing on the VV's
I've been staying sane, but it ain't easy, Streets been getting greasy

Greatness what I'm destined
Why the fuck they trying to leech me? Wonder if the talent wasn't here would niggas need me
Expectations say I'm out of here, like after Weezy
Like been going Gucci, Ryan rolling up the GG

I need a bossy bitch, that know that I'm the boss
I had to learn what I had before I learned what I lost

It ain't nothing, she request, and she ain't get it
Keep my bitch in everything expensive
Water on her neck, shit is rinsing
When she boarding, only time I got her tripping
Only focus on increasing on the digits
Ro then probably seen a half a ticket
High maintenance with the gas, shit is pressure
Butterfly doors, we trucking Tesla
And I keep on going, I keep on going
And I keep on going, I keep on going

Seven days, six nights, staying in the Mondrian
Ways to bring the summer in, wonder if she come again
Most of the shit is out of my control, but I would want again
God put me in position, but I hope he never sub again

That's why I gotta drop at least a 20 on the jewelry
That's why I gotta drop at least a 30, put a pool on me
Couple sticks and drums, choppa itching, staying glue to me
You ain't never seen no niggas hurting if they cool with me

Student of the game, had to learn, but they ain't tutor me
Preparation for the fame, none of this shit is new to me
Bitches take the time to flirt, and text me what they do to me
Just because I lied, that don't mean you hide the truth from me

Yeah, yeah
And I keep on going, I keep on going,
And I keep on going, I keep on going,
And I keep on going, I keep on going,

And I keep on going, I keep on going, man
When I was down bad on my dick, man, I ain't seen nobody
We was down below, but we ain't seen no Roddy
Trapping on the corners, we ain't need no lobby

Individual steppas, we ain't need no posse
Seven days, six nights, staying in the Mondrian
Ways to bring the summer in, serving out the Cullinan
Most of the shit is out of my control, but I would want again

She gon' need some distance, cause them girls been having fun again
Yeah, yeah
And I keep on going, I keep on going,
And I keep on going, I keep on going,

And I keep on going, I keep on going,
And I keep on going, I keep on going,

Written by:
Anthony Daley

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