Saint Montana - Overseas

You should count yourself lucky that I even looked your way
After all the shit you did couldn't look at you the same
I know you hear my voice shaking and I'm calling it vibrato
On my left, I got a big bag on my way to monte Carlo
Traveling overseas is money all we need
Beg me not to leave bitch I only came back
Cause I think I left my keys
Do you love me do you love me not
I don't understand how you can just leave my body to rot
Speaking to the man in the mirror and he says that I'm inferior
Know she loves when I get in it and rearrange her interior
Sick of the mediocre bars and fake pop stars
How many of yall got rented cars and half-broken hearts
Split my life into two pieces like I got different parts and its a sequel
Trust me we ain't not equal
See I can easily switch it and flip it might call it a plot twist
That boy sent me his recent tape lemme tell you it is not it
Niggas confusing talent and hard work it ain't balanced
Speaking bout things you ain't seen in your life how can you manage
You should count yourself lucky that I even looked your way
After all the shit you did couldn't look at you the same
I know you hear my voice shaking and I'm calling it vibrato
On my left, I got a big bag on my way to monte Carlo
Traveling overseas is money all we need
Beg me not to leave bitch I only came back
Cause I think I left my keys

Written by:
Ryan Musyoki

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