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ryan gratil - west egg lyrics

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verse 1 [ryan gratil]:

tell me how it feels, tell me how it feels
living life one like the hills
like we’re famous like we’re billionaires
like we’re building stairs, k!lling air
all the way to heaven and we never scared
of what they think cause what we drink is everlasting
natalie babbit, dag nabbit rags to riches
bachelor pads and custom fitteds
lavish fads and custom living
all for what? because we can
everyday is a weekend, when you living life souped up
that is when you say you can
you ain’t got the common sense
what makes you think you top dollar?we cut from different cloth
sewed with different seams
st-tched with different needles
what is yours? mines seattle, you can’t see me
if you can you be in hubble, i’m on mars
i’m being humble, got on stage
got rocket power, you be squid
cause you a coward (bovine)
just another cow word
did this on my own, when i left my home
parents ain’t got riches so i just disown
wanted all white everything
went to rome, sailed home

chorus [skyler bradshaw]:

catch me living life like gatsby
caring for one thing, and that one thing
has me
it could be a trap and it could get nasty
living for one thing, west egg, i’m gatsby

catch me living life like gatsby
if it’s a mistake, then i must be happy
dreaming like americans do, what’s happening?
living for one thing, west egg, i’m gatsby

verse 2:

prominence, product of a providence
prophet with his pockets full of dividends
bull market finances are my interests
inner city rich, in a city rich
of vivid colors
images of fame, benjamins a plague
bingeing in a plague, engine looking like a plague
calling it bubonic i’m in a blacked out bugatti
what you think of me? i don’t give a dam
i progress no holding back
al capone of coney island comatose on cognac
hopping out the coup de ville, copped a mil
bought a vaudeville
got a lot of sils, windows littering my field of vision
images of stills, presidential deals
mixed with three course meals
who knew i would keep it real
keep it real
half way through my life, tell me how you feel
when i tell you about this woman who i knew and loved so well
we were so young and alive and we thought
we would never die but you don’t
find out til ya try, so i rolled the dice
rolled up in that phantom right

[chorus]

living for one thing, i’m (gatsby)
when they know your money more than you
you (gatsby)
and i gave it all
gave it all to you, you abused
every cent i spent on you
you and him got intimate
who knew love was intricate?
came back when it ended and
you was not so into him
pockets thin, he was nickel richy
paris, hilton, where i stayed
some people are just not made
for a simple life, my heaven is just a sinful life
where am i heading? where am i meditating?
i’m sedated, dictating, depicting every pigment
fict-tious imagination
ever since you p-ssed away
got the blame, have it weighing
on my brain
all i got is this, in remembrance
is a print, of my face and what i’ve done
with every dead president invested in my residence the rest of it
is lying with the rest of them, i am the definition of
a shallow grave
3 dead, 6 feet under, you dig?



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