Stoney - SALVATOR MUNDI*

I want to save everybody before I save myself
I said I want to save everybody before I save myself
No heroes in sight, he started trippin
Had a mind of a villain
A house filled with insecurities
And all the lust from fornication
Felt like Obito when my mask broke
My true self started revealing
We used to daydream about what it feels like to live in a mansion
Extending refectory tables
Like we're planning for the next colony invasion
See I'll give you anything you need
The money you need
No need to apply for a pension
Mark my words when I tell you
I'll do anything to prove it to you
I challenge myself every time I overcome the pain
That was filled up with tension
Like, maybe if I start talking nicely to you
I'll easily grab your attention
Remember that intervention
So many truths were told
It felt like we were sitting in a therapy session
Now we laughing about the days
We tried to rip each other's heads off
She fucked so many niggas
Judge Lauren couldn't tell who the farther was
Is it selfish that I don't speak enough about myself
You didn't judge me by my cover
Before I met you
I was taking dust in the back of the bookshelf
But it's safe for me to not say
I could know you my whole life
And still be stranger in the present day
Welcome in the absence of life
I keep on asking who I am
Building a name where everyone knows who I am
I put my hand on the book
No lie when I take a stand
Only the superior one lives
We're just a different breed
God planted a seed inside of me
this mad city
Trying to pollute this kid
Trying to fill him with toxicity
You wish you could turn this song off
It's just too enticing
Now I be barking but I'm not even biting
You hear me
I ain't got superpowers
I'm just a man
But I keep that iron
Ain't talking about Tony
(Shout out ONZE)
I'ma smoke that joint
Nigga I'ma make my point
(What's the aroma)
(You smell like vanilla)
You want an ice cream vanilla
You just looking at me like you didn't wanna have a fun day
But I told you nigga it's just a Sunday
Why won't you be happy
That I came back to you
I was ready to fly to you
Fuck nigga I need that money
I need that money
I need that money
I need that money

Written by:
Saint Thomas

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