lickaflame - bruce wayne lyrics
i got the dough like i’m bruce wayne
i made the bread like a baker
i see your hoe and i take her
brew in my hand
take a sip
it’s a minute since i got a milly in paper
batman drip
all blacked out
gt whip
matte blacked out
cali joints i rip
get snacks out
out on the road when i see them punks
give them a whack it’s smack down
don’t wanna see your mouth move now
drove miles for food from down south
never did move for the hood rats
made 6 figures from a +cough+
made 8 figures from a
i put the watch
the rolls
the chain
the pain
the blood
thе b+tch in her place
they wasn’t giving mе sp+ce
they wasn’t giving me sp+ce
i made some money
and people act funny
i’m hearing you talking
but don’t give a f+ck
i ant got one to waste
i put the watch in its place
my wrist is serious looking
so gimme a break
200 dough on a stem player
just to listen drums that i made in a day
hearing you speak on my name
it’s nout new but i wish that you’d keep me away
demon thoughts on my rich mental
need my mind gentle
but it keeps me awake
smoking and going to sp+ce
batmobile in my garage that i gotta pay for
why my name bruce wayne for?
why’d i go through pain for?
why’d i make like 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 figures then?
gold leaf on burgers like my name 2 chains
when i l!ck a flame on my joint that i lit yesterday
i’m a big menace to the jokers
b+tches are talking in riddles
i suppose that’s why it’s over
bars cold like nora
i’ve never been sober
drove bikes in bali
i call her my harley
whoever said that i was broke
see wayne tech way i got an army
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