Dom Gravelly - Standard

Wanna get to a point where a couple mil is standard uh, huh
Im Stayin off the gram, Im not giving to propaganda, uh huh
Get rich or im finna die while im trying that should be considered my anthem
I'm finna make making money one of my habits
There's a reason why our flag aint a hammer

No matter what I spit im finna leave the smoke
Fucking up my bag and they're out the door
Giving them a hand, but they still want more
Money is a curse and it really shows
Constantly fighting for features
Begging for leases, but really they're opps
Acting like they thinking they're gangsta
But whenever they jump they drop
Everytime they want me to spit on a beat
There's a crime screne left behind
You cannot hide, I'm feeling like whittaker
Most of my peers would believe that im innocent
Only thing I care about at this point in time is the dividends
When I blow ill go away for a while then ill hit again
Gram and depression go hand to hand
Im starting to believe that myself is my only friend

Wanna get to a point where a couple mil is standard uh, huh
Im Stayin off the gram, Im not giving to propaganda, uh huh
Get rich or im finna die while im trying that should be considered my anthem
I'm finna make making money one of my habits
There's a reason why our flag aint a hammer

I don't get involved like civilians
What a fucking waste of existence
Grown men acting like infants
Twitter their only line of defences
Always wanna sit on the fences
Hence he's running away from the changes
He's plainly oblivious to hatred
Behind a computer is where he be feeling the safest
That's when he feeling the freshed
Away from pressure
Away from threats
No face no case
No risk for how he behaves
That's fucked
That's why im staying away
Id rather get money then ghost
I aint pay no attention to bitches they doing the most
I aint letting them get me pissed off

Wanna get to a point where a couple mil is standard uh, huh
Im Stayin off the gram, Im not giving to propaganda, uh huh
Get rich or im finna die while im trying that should be considered my anthem
I'm finna make making money one of my habits
There's a reason why our flag aint a hammer

Written by:
Dominik Kloc

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