CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : No More

I meditate, visualize me thumbing through checks
Money bags full of cash sitting right on the desk
Putting these stacks right in my safe, as I take a deep breath
Got to see it to believe it, that's how you manifest
Same ones that wrote me off gone write me some checks
But no amount of money ever could buy no respect
I want the world in my hands, nothing more, nothing less
You gotta guard your f**king throat, because I'm coming for necks