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[Intro: Damso]
I've got three minutes, if you want (No)
So, no worries
Yeah (Well yeah), yeah (Brr)

[Verse 1: Damso]
.45 automatic, headshot, the cop's forehead shatters (Pah, pah, pah, pah)
And I wake up in a good mood, at the top, I've got vertigo, number one, so I give the time
A dark past, he isn't scared anymore, no more tears, flower rain, but no more heart either
I've got the weapons for times of crisis, I've got women under my spell who think I'm heartless
I don't go back on decisions takеn despite the sorrows and grеat pains, the unloved bleeds, but slowly
My streak of hate is colorful because the fear is gone
Before God takes me and places me in the sky, tell me you love me, tell me you love me

[Chorus: Damso & Michkavie]
Accounts in Switzerland and Mauritania (Okay), money the taxmen haven't taken this year (Okay)
I dive into my vices and fuck a bitch, hoe, money the taxmen haven't taken this year
Full money (Money), Damso, Dems, Mister Dems, too much money, too much money (Money, money)
Damso, Dems (Money), three minutes for the money (Money), too much money (Money), Life

[Couplet 2 : Damso]
Nothing scares me anymore, nothing scares me anymore, I smoked every drag so nothing scares me anymore
In front of the obscure wounds you've planted, growing in my sacred garden
No, nothing's real anymore, no, nothing's real anymore, into distraction, I'm into excess
A few impure mistakes, I felt stuck in my abstract thoughts
Weed, I needa stop, rap game, I mistreat, I need to burn the bridges, diamond are my songs
Nigga, it's the streets, on some Gradur, I do push-ups, pull-ups, eh
Suffered as a child, they keep playing roles, these niggas aren't themselves (Nah)
I need broad shoulders, but I'm in your palm and don't tell me you love me (No)
Presidents shake hands, soldiers shoot each other, the
The billionaires build the road at the end of which we become their whores
[Chorus: Damso & Michkavie]
Accounts in Switzerland and Mauritania (Okay), money the taxmen haven't taken this year (Okay)
I dive into my vices and fuck a bitch, hoe, money the taxmen haven't taken this year
Full money (Money), Damso, Dems, Mister Dems, too much money, too much money (Money, money)
Damso, Dems (Money), three minutes for the money (Money), too much money (Money), Life