Vision Nenny

Forget those dates
Why control what’s already been dealt at a card table?
You stop and I keep going in this shit pretending it’s nothing
Just try to ride a wave that takes us
Off the map, off the map
We show up on the road draining against time
We don’t suffer in silence

Alcohol is our jealous system
Our planet is just concrete
You ask if I went looking for the daylight
To feed your world
The scene is that I ran from the vibe hungry
Trying to find the dark, damn
Every hour then forever

You talk about heaven but never feel faithful
I can’t see you even with three thousand lenses
Fake gift, B, you were already sick
Sick of me, sick of us
Sick of our legs walking
With just a faith of inferiority, nostalgia
For those buried lives without voices

But you’re worth nothing, I was looking for plutonium
At home I made history, you created a slave
It’s not addiction, it’s fear of missing out
I shit on your life without saying I’m done
You want to burn my path, smoke in my face
Your scene is stabbing knives, serving towels
I’m in the game rising, improving with the flaws

What’s the idea? You don’t see me shining in this life
I’m gonna make history, yeah
I’m gonna mark the music, just see, yeah, yeah

Got this mad flow in my blood
I’m on fire now I’m just waiting for my turn
Hot sauce, so scream
You want a Latin vibe
Marijuana in the kitchen
Cash, cash, cash, cash
They want to put me on stop, girl chill
I’m on fire sis, I’m on fire, fire, fire

Hot sauce, it already matches
Regret after the cash
Fake people already teach
Cash, cash, cash, cash

Don’t talk to me about love never a hundred percent
If I woke up seeing the old lady knocking at the door just to depend on fear
My nigga surpasses that skill
Not even with twelve thousand demons do you feel the weight
If I fold bills, fold sheets
Waiting for the check to spit venom
Neither late nor early
Nigga I said fire, fire, fire

Hit the floor then a skirt
Honey from my pot, they’re already high
I’m breaking the rules like Maya the Bee
I don’t mayo when the scene is kill
Bitches in the back waiting for the hunt
If I drink from plastic, you drink from the can

I don’t compete because I already have the cup
I follow the difference to be in trend
What they do with the ego I serve on the table
I turn off a phase, connect the essence
Those dreads are acting, girls have power
Everyone wants to party, DNA Safari

When I win, five, when I fall, nobody
People come with talk, I’m ready
Today there’s candy, on the road they opine
In the back, nobody

What’s the idea? You don’t see me shining in this life
I’m gonna make history, yeah
I’m gonna mark the music, just see, yeah, yeah

Got this mad flow in my blood
I’m on fire now I’m just waiting for my turn
Hot sauce, so scream
You want a Latin vibe
Marijuana in the kitchen
Cash, cash, cash, cash
They want to put me on stop, girl chill
I’m on fire sis, I’m on fire, fire, fire

Hot sauce, it already matches
Regret after the cash
Fake people already teach
Cash, cash, cash, cash