solivelife - Knxwledge

Nice broads and nice wagons

Money talks but I’m often still candid

My God, it’s a purple garden, green ashes

Ought to be king but no Arthur

Good golly and barkin' at the lawmen

One shot could bring a halt to your conciousness

Blame it all on my father

Cool kid here is robbed of my childhood

Won’t you look what we do here?

I’ve been meaning for you

Everybody is cool here

Don’t you wanna be, too?

Now it’s no love, it’s no love lost

Tryna' spend it, run this money through

No no, it’s no love lost

I’m just tryna get this money through

Nice broads and nice wagons

Money talks but I’m often still candid

My God, it’s a purple garden, green ashes

Ought to be king but no Arthur

Good golly and barkin' at the lawmen

One shot could bring a halt to your conciousness

Blame it all on my father

Cool kid here is robbed of my childhood

Won’t you look what we do here?

I’ve been meaning for you

Everybody is cool here

Don’t you wanna be, too?

Now it’s no love, it’s no love lost

Tryna' spend it, run this money through

No no, it’s no love lost

I’m just tryna get this money through