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joey nunz - premonition (of a young god) lyrics

hook:

premonition of a young god
had his soul
and its gone now
aye
premonition of a young god
had to get the money
never really going down
aye
premonition of a young god
had a mind
and a heart too
premonition of a young god
its f-ck everybody
and f-ck you

verse 1:

i just want to get it
want to purchase it with bands
make a little profit
for the mother f-cking fans
tell them that i love them
and they’ll never understand
that a mother f-cker chose
to be the motherf-cking man
you can do it too
you need a motherf-cking plan
first things first
got to stop being stan
got to stop with hoes
got to stop for the land
b-tch, you got to act like
you dealt a good hand

pull up with my baby girl
because she down to ride
so i will always have the motive
to stay alive and never die
i will make it out of the bottom
i don’t even need to try
and now i’m strutting and b-tting
and loving that i’m staying high

im going to make it without you
im going to fake it without you
i don’t think a young god should be
thinking about you (x2)

hook:

verse 2:

b-tch, i’m hunting
you lucky i never really wanted this
i’m f-cking b-mping my ruckus
you got some p-ssy with your lips
i want to take you
and make you
want to be brought up by the sin
or maybe wake you
and bake you
and want me more than all of this

i hope this is all just a stupid dream
i never really wanted this
because i don’t need the bling
i got a million little b-tches trying to get the ring
but i don’t want none of them
yeah, that’s just the thing
i need a milly
not the molly
buddy, time to sing
or better yet
i’m going to rap
until i see the brink
of non-extinction
death is winking
spray another bottle down my throat
i’m sinking
got to get a little bit of patience
time is tinking
need to make a f-cking hit
until my dimes are sinking
had a motherf-cker tell me
that his slime was stinking
and he want to make himself a fan
what you thinking?

pills
inside my dome
don’t call me
i ain’t looking m phone
i got this cup
and now i’m home
i don’t got no feelings
b-tch, i k!lled my frontal lobe
and i made a motherf-cker teeth be made up out of chrome
why the f-ck the devil thinking that he can’t leave me alone
i just really need the money
so i’m calling on his phone
like hey mr. satan
can you maybe put me on

hook:

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