Filipe Luís ► Bem Vindo Ao Flamengo ● Skills & Goals 2017/2019 | HD

My sweet summer's done. It's like I'm in the Matrix. Every shot they sendin' at me misses, goodness gracious. Livin' in a dream, I profit off my creations. Am I shorty bad? I'm swimmin' in her oasis. Yeah, yeah. It's like I'm in the Matrix. Every shot they sendin' at me misses, goodness gracious. Livin' in a dream, I profit off my creations. Am I shorty bad? I'm swimmin' in her oasis. Yeah, yeah. Okay, the villain's back. Time to show you cornballs how to really rap. Never ask for nothin', I put myself on the fuckin' map. Loyal to my shorty, so homie, please tell your bitch relax. Makin' racks even if I'm sleepin', still insomniac. Money ain't the motive, I've been grindin' for some years. Watch my mama shed them tears, I'm never hindered by fears. Homie, I compete with legends, I don't stress about my peers. I'm just workin' on my craft and the person in my mirror. All my life, everybody said this wasn't a career. Then the numbers escalated and the doubters disappeared. I've been prayin' for my moment and I think it's finally here. Back on my rap ----, had to bring it back like souvenirs. Yeah, Syndrome on the beat, so the beat slaps. I think that mumbles cool, but right here, homie, we rap. And keep that fiction to yourself, right here, we speak facts. They askin' how I'm buzzin', all your fuckin' beeswax. It's like I'm in the Matrix. Every shot they sendin' at me misses, goodness gracious. Livin' in a dream, I profit off my creations. And my shorty bad, I'm swimmin' in her oasis. Yeah, yeah. It's like I'm in the Matrix. Every shot they sendin' at me misses, goodness gracious. Livin' in a dream, I profit off my creations. And my shorty bad, I'm swimmin' in her oasis. Wanna know about my life, plug it in, check my catalog. Haters thinkin' twice, hear my ----, then they backin' off. See me on the streets, most will think you don't rap at all. Put me on the beat, step to me, and you're outta laws. Boy, she be caught, bring me home and get destroyed. Used to see me in a void, now they tryna get employed. I been out here makin' noise, cocky rappers just annoyed. Actin' real tough on the mic, let's just throw you in Detroit. I been sippin' on that Quero, music deep inside my marrow. I would never miss a shot, I'd ask you, load another barrel. Learn to live without a kettle, till my wardrobe like a feral. Boy, I've gained a hundred pounds, guess there's gold in my apparel. Like, ayy, you do not sleep on me. Doin' so B-I-G. Used to wanna C-I-D, now I'm just gettin' free. She wear my T with nothin' else, I got my album on the shelf. And when I drop that ----, damn right, it's costin' hell. It's like I'm in the Matrix. Every shot they sendin' at me misses, goodness gracious. Livin' in a dream, I profit off my creations. Am I shorty bad? I'm swimmin' in her oasis. Yeah, yeah. It's like I'm in the Matrix. Every shot they sendin' at me misses, goodness gracious. Livin' in a dream, I profit off my creations. Am I shorty bad? I'm swimmin' in her oasis. Yeah, yeah. It's like I'm in the Matrix.