Owen Kane - ADDICTION

I gotta get more money and clothes
It's getting cold
I gotta heat up the city
With nothing but fire and flows
She's blowing my phone
But you say she's your wifey
Okay i suppose
She belongs to the streets
Put your mind on your paper
Man I gotta a LB watch on my wrist
My accountant said i doubled my digits
Blowing up
Always knew i would make it
Close enough
Spitting fire like Satan
I hit a lick then i spend it
Girl you want drama?
Please forget it
Imma get rich, I'm destined to get it
Fucking up commas, that's my addiction
That's my addiction yea
Money is the only motive yea
I gotta get it
Oh yea
Oh yea
I gotta flip it right now
I gotta show em my sound
I gotta turn up
Shawty's in love with my style
Her and her friends going wild
It's getting lit
Right now now now now
23 when I spaz in the booth
No rap cap
Only telling the truth
When i was starting
Niggas thought i was tripping
Now that I'm winning
Niggas study my moves
Damn i was broke a couple months ago
Now I'm just switching lanes
Riding in a Rov
Heating up the city even when it's cold
Got the best sound all the bitches know
Worldwide nigga international
I gotta get more money and clothes
It's getting cold
I gotta heat up the city
With nothing but fire and flows
She's blowing my phone
But you say she's your wifey
Okay i suppose
She belongs to the streets
Put your mind on your paper
Man I gotta a LB watch on my wrist
My accountant said i doubled my digits
Blowing up
Always knew i would make it
Close enough
Spitting fire like Satan
I hit a lick then i spend it
Girl you want drama?
Please forget it
Imma get rich, I'm destined to get it
Fucking up commas, that's my addiction

Written by:
Julien-Robert Kadianda

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