LYRICS
Yeah
CHOMP 2
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rappin' over Harry Fraud
I'm in the Ghost, you can't scare me off
Y'all movin' fairly, I'm like Wanda and Cosmo
I bought Gianna a condo
Some rappers order some beef with me, done got caught with a combo
I knew my purpose, school ain't workin', I'm too determined
I killed my family's bills like Uma Thurman, universe in synch with me
This is how I picture me
I'm a model, this ain't Zelda, models tryna link with me
Ain't nobody pinchin' me, I live a dream life
Knew it would be life, ever since I gave myself the green light
My life's a movie, guess I screenwrite
Ghost on only come out Halloween nights
Couple homies Blood, but I got my momma seaside
Sippin' margharitas, it's diamond, it's to beat us
I gave the world the keys, my car's a keyless
As far as Jesus, ask my supporters, some of them think I'm Him
Sometimes it's joints and Tequila, sometimes it's blunts with the Gin
Jumpin' in, the pool of pure potentiality
Be one with your spirit, that's how you transcend reality
You might be a star but I'm the galaxy
My circle's at capacity
They bribe you to forget your dreams, they just call it a salary
I'm on the balcony, lookin' at ocean waves
She wanna wrestle in the sheets, I feel like Roman Reigns, uh
You don't notice change if you don't move
Me, I've broken loose
Always saw the silver linin', I might choose the golden goose, true
I did everything said I would and then some (Yeah)
Put my money where my mouth was and I said somethin', spend somethin'
Now I'm on top of the world, and I ain't comin' down
Now I'm on top of the world, and I ain't comin' down
Now I'm on top of the world, and I ain't comin' down (Uh-huh)
Oh-oh, oh
Entirely off the record
The messiahs of society, quietly walk with ?
And when they plug me into the matrix
The babies have dreams of makin' love on a spaceship
You can hear hideous cries in the sub on the basic
The way that God brought me up from nothin' was quite miraculous
The way I navigated the headless horsemen and Draculas was otherwordly
The whites of my eyes is mother pearly
The technique I use when I speak is covered in surely
I ressurected from a shallow burial, covered in glory
The Christ on His bright light throne, go hovering before me
When I cook the children of the book, they love and adore me
The grim reaper beloved, layin' sick on shovel before me
But the last victory is in my clutches just like dodgers
On top of the world like Russ is, only God can judge us
From Genesis to Revelation, we at war with the Satan
Tryna raise a nation and begin a second creation
I did everything said I would and then some (Yeah)
Put my money where my mouth was and I said somethin', spend somethin'
Now I'm on top of the world, and I ain't comin' down
Now I'm on top of the world, and I ain't comin' down
Now I'm on top of the world, and I ain't comin' down
Oh-oh, oh