Sitaro

What brings you here?

I kick it like I beat Man U Like I’m running from the CID Lewis on the BIC Know I’m repping 973 They just wanna be in my den Damn I look good in Timbs But I’m saving up that dough So I can make em pop that dance Ima take it up by Ten I’m an immigrant I’m Alien People wanna see my fly Then they wondering how that went Jiggas wanna ride my wave Coz I’m making my own trends Sippin on this Bombay Vibin out to F*ck Fake Friends 
 Yeah I’m popping, hopping planets No you cannot understand it Takeover been planning I finna make a language Coz I’m used to making something outta nothing, doing damage Turn my life around I’m so damn blessed I’m living lavish Damn, blood running through my hands I never really hurt nobody never laid a hand But ya’ll just make me mad, and shit’s gon hit the fan Ain’t gon cut these corners when I’m stealing all your fans God Ya’ll know I’m boutta E A T Make the cash flow T A P I don’t need no validate I’m the man like P A C Go Mad like a raging bull Kick doors like I’m B.I.G. Wage war on my E G O You a pig like a C O P Stick it to the man like I make ends meet Working many jobs A.D.H.D. Stock going up I’m living in green Ya’ll said it was a gamble but I do me Emoji smile with the blue halo That’s the type of shawty that I wanna shaadi Thinking on the long term baby I’ll make you my Queen B I’ll be Jay Z Jump start the car I drive with no keys in Feel like the weekend’s where the weak end Upgrade my life from a nomad to a traveller Overseas over seasons Ya’ll sounding so dry, I bring a new season That’s my reason Give it everything that I got already Haha nah I’m just teasing Yo Ashwin I just listened to the album Like holy fuckin shit This shit is fucking crazy I think this is gonna blow This is gonna fucking blow Proud of you man I love you Oohhhh Ohhhh Losing grip I’m outta control Woah woah I’d make it even if I’m all alone Damn, blood running through my hands I never really hurt nobody never laid a hand But ya’ll just make me mad, and shit’s gon hit the fan Ain’t gon cut these corners when I’m stealing all your fans Goddamn, blood running through my hands I never really hurt nobody never laid a hand But ya’ll just make me mad, and shit’s gon hit the fan Ain’t gon cut these corners when I’m stealing all your fans God

I seem to have the body of a human being Yet I am an alien everywhere I go Life Is your life outside of you? Or is your life inside of you?