OneZeno - Mirage

The shadows all around move but it's mute, no sound
Creeping, feeding, leaching
There's no one left to find where the echoes float in line
Feel it, I need to leave it
Flow in that mirage
Flo-flo-low in that mirage
We in this high rise top-floor penthouse suite
Flow in that mirage
Flo-flo-low in that mirage
Galactic echoes bouncing my heartbeat
Can't stand the view
Hop out 3 a.m. and scoop, hah
Vivid the hue, echo, split it in two, hah
Smoke in the fruits, chalet in Beirut, I
Made that mirage its waves dissolute, hah
I stay with the one, the other ones flipping me off
Don't let it go, like she's been in vogue
She's on the front cover, I rip that shit off
I give her ivory, gold, I put that shit up
But like Sony, she's keeping it down
Walk around wearing my crown and my clover that's beat up
Roll up a roll, then match with my feet up
Let's go tomorrow and fill up my teacup
Sip it till morning, go down when we geek up
Pull in the trigger, throw up what I eat up
Money and power get close while I speed up
All of my dollars, they're blue and they're new
And they're made by the one, know it's me and a stack up
I never lose 'cause I keep it on backup
Asking who made it, I told 'em, this straight up
Watch it go, they pay me up, I built the model
Golden bricks lined down the path while we pull up the brake
And I drift when I push on the throttle
Playing with dollars, new money that's flowing like wine
We sip it straight down from the bottle
Neon lights under the glass, it flash, it flash
We ride up the road then they follow
Did it all one more time but I think that she knew I lied
Through the mirage, I see 'em all coming
I keep that on my side
This match in my pocket is do or die
I look straight through the fire
I don't know where it was at
I'm blocking the light with my new style
The shadows all around move but it's mute, no sound
Creeping, feeding, leaching
There's no one left to find where the echoes float in line
Feel it, I need to leave it
Flow in that mirage
Flo-flo-low in that mirage
We in this high rise top-floor penthouse suite
Flow in that mirage
Flo-flo-low in that mirage
Galactic echoes bouncing my heartbeat
Can't stand the view
Hop out 3 a.m. and scoop, hah
Vivid the hue, echo, split it in two, hah
Smoke in the fruits, chalet in Beirut, I
Made that mirage its waves dissolute, hah

Written by:
Alex Zehri

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