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leesta - autobiography lyrics

[intro]
oh (makurmula!)
yeah (gren8!), oh

[chorus]
from the outside lookin’ in
know that they up, gotta fit in
know that they all think they could do it better if they was in my position
but now i’m from the inside lookin’ out, i seen a lot of blank faces
i used to be broke but now i drip big digits on my bank statements
i really made it, yeah
y’all don’t gotta worry ’bout me, y’all don’t gotta worry ’bout me or her, oh yeah
i said i feel like writing my autobiography
when i lost my faith, i still believed in her
believe that
i won’t let my haters think that they opinions matter for anything
still wanna smoke on the gas and it make me think
does my life even mean anything?

[verse]
smokin’ in a foreign car, always know i’m goin’ far
push up, make that motor start
forgiatos with the grip, might roll the car
[?]
i could f+ck your main b+tch right now, have her friend on go tomorrow
i live life like it’s no tomorrow
sippin’ out the pint, not no bottle
hop up in a lamb’, go full throttle
man, i ain’t never had no role models
i ain’t never had no patience, no
vvs cut, in the face, it glow
break my heart and break my bones
run a big bag up, don’t take no loans
let her ride, i let her ride
never let no [?]
stay smokin’ on pack, you see my eyes
i ran it up and beat the odds
lot of lamborghini urus trucks, stocked up in my garage
talkin’ ’bout me, she talkin’ ’bout us
went from a loser to a boss

[chorus]
from the outside lookin’ in
know that they up, gotta fit in
know that they all think they could do it better if they was in my position
but now i’m from the inside lookin’ out, i seen a lot of blank faces
i used to be broke but now i drip big digits on my bank statements
i really made it, yeah
y’all don’t gotta worry ’bout me, y’all don’t gotta worry ’bout me or her, oh yeah
i said i feel like writing my autobiography
when i lost my faith, i still believed in her
believe that
and i won’t let my haters think that they opinions matter for anything
still wanna smoke on the gas and it make me think
does my life even mean anything?

- leesta lyrics

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