Kamil Ghaouti - Visionary lyrics

[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1: YuY] Young westend, Mr. Good Vibe Visionary It's all love man don't worry where the hatchet buried Hatched a plan to conquer the whole land With alla' my close friends from Oliver Twist roots Took hardaway type shots to put our stamp on the moon They never thought we would do it now wanna' be in our shoes But sh** it's cool, all gold, man it's gravy Our sonogram said we'd be sonically amazing Running towards our dreams while the others girl chasing And they were all asleep while we were on the midi sweatin' Doing everything we could to get a little slice of heaven Every second making sure there's not a moment we're regretting Tryna' learn from every lesson Every misstep hold a blessing Got the beat up in my chest that help me find the right direction Till i start to get the mentions And get the blogs' attention How to change your life in one damn sentence Sincerely YuY tho [Drop] [Verse 2: YuY] Hmm Maybe one more verse I don't think they got the punch so this one right where it hurts Calling us dead beats prolly should be driving a hearse Any song we make we k** it and ain't gotta' rehearse Know the money is important but it's family first 'Cause they're the ones who stuck around when we was down in the dirt And the first ones at the show to buy up all of our merch People coming with the evil but we take 'em to church Hallelujah, How ya' doing It's Kamil and YuY the truants But impeccably on time whenever it come to music Influencing all our peers without mansions or chandeliers There's an aching in my bones that tell me our time is near And we're coming for throne to crush it and disappear Greatest don't need a fancy veneer the vision clear Drive of a hunnid comets is something they couldn't steer With all this love for the art, What do we gotta fear? Feet planted firmly to fertilize the sound The halo on my head taught me never to look down Soft spoken youngin my aura is too loud If I could speak to her heaven she would say she is too proud This is for the ones we lost making our rounds Tryna' make a chunk of change to bring back to our town To tell 'em thanks for the love and always holding us down Married to where we at and the song is the wedding gown [Drop] [Instrumental Outro]