Wisla - Atlas lyrics

[Pre-Verse] Lighter ,Fire, pop a buweiser All up in your face like n***a f** a Flier Rolling up a spliff just to clear the canvas Scheming purple euros with my dirty money antics [Verse 1] I never been the best just the best that I can be Got my mind on the money let go and now im free But that that that don't mean I can't be number one The mutha f**in go to God to get the job done Perfect with my imperfection, using words as my weapons Doubble double counting blessing You can't beat my why bother, I told the Grimm Reaper try harder I dream big but I reach farther ARGH I'm trying to eat like im Warren Buffet She not concerned with the green touching Not rich but Wealthy, and sh** to tell I'm not the smartest but I'm clever enough And want the world but that's never enough [Pre-Verse] Lighter ,Fire, pop a buweiser All up in your face like n***a f** a Flier Rolling up a spliff just to clear the canvas Scheming purple euros with my dirty money antics [Verse 2] Jacques Brel the way I'm singing and chant sh** I dream on sheets while you dreaming on mansions Overdue bills got you preying like mantis DFM Break-even no advances Play to win no gwap or second chances You don't even know the definition of madness I'm going in I call it verbal acrobatics You African? Well yea I'm afro-mattic AKA a savage and day by day an addict My bros no I'm ratchet still skating no hatricks Juda-J what do you want for your last wish? I want the world in my hands n***a ATLAS [Pre-Verse] Lighter Fire, where the f**s my lighter? A 25 to lifer my crime is in the cypher A threat because hes not like us California Gold Blunt peeled gla** filled Ready to roll [Verse 3] Complicated Occupation Barbershops can't even fade Damn it feels I almost made it Bit my lip I almost taste it My motivation, drip drip drive my crazy California born and raised me, now it's PARIFORNIA Baby Its on you to find the truth in this statement sh** just listen you have the occasion December 20/12 man you thought you would be dead Pushing 25 man I thought you would be dead So my three best birthdays I told you bout instead My bronze colored birthday she offered me some head Silver platted birthday she offered me some love But on my solid gold birthday I got all of the above I want the world but that's never enough X2