More songs by X 1ark
Description
Lyricist: X 1ark
Lyricist: Bene Baby
Composer: LionMelo
Producer: LionMelo
Lyrics and translation
Original
七桁一ヶ月で稼ぐ十八歳けれども未だに俺は一人。
浅はかなBitchたち口揃え 言う。 歌詞とか書けないし本当にすごい。
七桁一ヶ月で稼ぐ十八歳けれども未だに俺 は一人。 浅はかなBitchたち口揃え言う。 歌詞とか書けないし本当にすごい。
誰にでもあ るようなことって 背負ってるかのように歌う奴たち心が脆い。 ちゃちな薬捌くより金になるぜ。
My boys 俺 people 抜 け出せたよもう。 でも歩んでるゲットライフ。 偽物たちには出る反吐が。
ヘイトできる のか？ 俺の目の前で噛みしめる程度の奴がうるさいな。
喉から巣倉にマイクの前で問う夜。 何もわからないもう。 ドリルばかり立っても満たされない心で俺には何が残る？
時は満ちた。 外見りゃ見ない。 前から稼げる気がしてた。 ほら見ろ今。
札の雨が降 ってる。 財布の中に入んない。 家族と笑う日々もなくて、もう今はバレてない。
サバっ て部屋の隅で思ってたんだ。 育ち良けりゃ良かったなって。
七桁一ヶ月で稼ぐ十 八歳けれども未だに俺は一人。 浅はかなBitchたち口揃え言う。
歌詞とか書けないし本当 にすごい。 誰にでもあるようなことって背負ってるかのように歌う奴たち心が脆い。
ちゃちな 薬捌くより 金になるぜ。 My boys 俺 people 抜け出せたよもう。
見てつよ、涙ちょうだ いとかではないけど、血涙 絞った家で一人。 この街をPop out 抜けるが優先だけれど、死ぬまで二五四。
腕にはバスタオ、偽タム。 向かってるCartierにつけるダイヤモンド。
口座に百万、二 百増えてい く。 聞いてる？ これはなんか乱闘。
夜中にShut down ママにバレずに外に出て、バ イクでサバってた 子。 あの子がFantaみたいって言ってる。 色が変わってくズブライト。
燃やしたガンジャ 、煙 たい公園。 バイクを盗んだ十五の夜。
Killa Jamaican, Need my sleeve 駆け抜けるぜ、俺らの 街七宝。 Oh yeah!
七桁一ヶ月で稼ぐ十八歳けれども未 だに俺は一人。 浅はかなBitchたち口揃え言う。 歌詞とか書けないし本当にすごい。
誰に でもある ようなことって背負ってるかのように歌う奴たち心が脆い。 ちゃちな薬捌くより金になるぜ。
My boys 俺 people 抜け出せたよもう。
English translation
I'm 18 years old and earn seven figures a month, but I'm still alone.
All the shallow bitches say it. I can't write lyrics and it's really amazing.
I'm 18 years old and earn seven figures a month, but I'm still alone. Shallow bitches say it all in unison. I can't write lyrics and it's really amazing.
Those who sing as if they are burdened with things that happen to everyone have fragile hearts. It'll make more money than trying to make small medicines.
My boys, I, the people, have managed to get out of here. But I'm walking a get life. The vomit that comes from the fakers.
Can you hate? The guy who chews his teeth in front of me is so annoying.
At night, he asks Sukura from his throat in front of the microphone. I don't understand anything anymore. What's left for me with a heart that's unsatisfied even if I just stand there doing drills?
The time is full. I don't look at it from the outside. I always felt like I could make money. Look now.
It's raining bills. It won't fit in your wallet. I don't have days to laugh with my family anymore, and now I can't find out.
I was thinking about mackerel in the corner of the room. I wish I had been raised well.
Even though I'm 18 years old and earning seven figures a month, I'm still alone. Shallow bitches say it all in unison.
I can't write lyrics, so it's really amazing. Those who sing as if they are burdened with the same things that happen to everyone have fragile hearts.
It's better to make money than using medicine. My boys, I, people, have managed to break free.
Look at me, I'm crying.I'm not saying that I want you to cry, but I'm alone at home, crying tears of blood. The priority is to pop out of this town, but it's 254 until I die.
Bastao and fake tom on the arm. A diamond to put on Cartier, who is on his way.
A million or two hundred added to my account. Are you listening? This is some kind of brawl.
Shut down in the middle of the night.The kid went out and had fun on his bike without his mom finding out. He says that girl looks like Fanta. Zubright that changes color.
Burnt ganja and a smoky park. The night I was 15 when I stole my bike.
Killa Jamaican, Need my sleeve Run through our town Shippo. Oh yeah!
I'm 18 years old and earn seven figures a month, but I'm still alone. Shallow bitches say it all in unison. I can't write lyrics and it's really amazing.
Those who sing as if they are burdened with something that happens to everyone have fragile hearts. It'll make more money than trying to make small medicines.
My boys, I, people, have managed to break free.