Текст Quentin Miller – Cinematic

Cinematic how a nigga living
Moon roof in the ceiling just to hurt their feelings
Trying to run my money up like a was a sprinter
I ain’t never had enough it’s only the beginning

I used to dream about being famous I’d rather be rich
Rather when I leave the planet my daughter having some shit
Rather be in control like Janet her dad and some shit
Rather leave a mark in the game before the casket get dipped
Dead for them old ways, these ain’t the old days
You can’t control me
I’m the latest version Quentin, I’m not the old me
See I remain me, you sold your soul and it got you nowhere
Oh ya that’s right I’mma go there
Back to that real you ain’t heard in so long
Let my new one get her Marilyn Monroe on, Covergirl glow on
Baby show them who you are
Me and you go together so high, so high, so high

HTAL2 told you it was coming
Merry Christmas

Cinematic how a nigga living
Moon roof in the ceiling just to hurt their feelings
Trying to run my money up like a was a sprinter
I ain’t never had enough it’s only the beginning
Cinematic how a nigga living
Moon roof in the ceiling just to hurt their feelings
Ya, like a was a sprinter

All up in your city like I always been there
New pretty looking gorgeous in it
I tried to work a nine to five it just wasn’t getting it
I started working when I quit that bitch
Now pal I can get that tip
Maybe someone who what that is
Y’all selling for the weak shit selling for the hits right back in
I’m offin’ y’all acting
If we inside your function we brought Jack in
Half a million glo 1317 glo ya

Moon roof in the ceiling just to hurt their feelings
Trying to run my money up like a was a sprinter
This only the beginning
I intentionally didn’t use auto tune on this shit
This shit would wave if I did though, we’ll just let y’all do the watching
Hey Thanks A Lot 2
Yea, Yea, next level you fucks