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Isaac App - Violet lyrics

Artist: Isaac App

album: Broadway Exit


Violet
That's what we show, not private
Better keep to yourself, stay silent
If it come to the wealth, get violent, start riots
Violet
This why my money my outlet
Only show my colors on outfit
I would put my life for the outbid, this my shit (yeah)
Raised up inna DEBT
And the check on my feet, that's Nike
Fake rich, but a mo'fucker can't see
Where the cash gon' flow on the nightly
Eyes veer to the fear of a white tee
Mind steer from the fear, not poverty
Pray to God you won't ever get see me
On the phone, tryna get back the bank fee
Single parent, but it's not apparent
Less you in the crib where them walls were tearin'
House barren, love transparent
She was workin' though, we never time sparring
I was 19 when it got to me
Saw us boasting, but we fake free
No fake tees, but some fake love
And I couldn't help but feel not enough
Not enough, I put in work to conceal the bluff
180 what I would consider tough
We trapped in a wheel, but it's muted, hush
Not enough, not enough
This money appeal, we applying blush
I heal these wounds with a fake crutch
My canvas, it bloom with a single touch of
Violet
That's what we show, not private
Better keep to yourself, stay silent
If it come to the wealth, get violent, start riots
Violet
This why my money my outlet
Only show my colors on outfit
I would put my life for the outbid, this my shit
Violet
That's what we show, not private
Better keep to yourself, stay silent
If it come to the wealth, get violent, start riots
Violet
This why my money my outlet
Only show my colors on outfit
I would put my life for the outbid, this my shit
Yeah
What's the price for a happy life
I used to chase money, now I'm thinking twice
My advice to reach paradise
Stay mindful of what you sacrifice
'Cause I seen it close
River eyes wanting money most
Maybe setup on the honey coast
Sip wine while the bloody roast
Let's toast
That's the mentality
Within the family
Lonely the feeling
But it seem to follow me
I see you lovin' me
Feel like formality
What's more important
The money or time with me
Choose a currency
You prolly hearing this shit
Like, "The fuck do you want from me?"
I'm sorry, know you want privacy
I just wish I coulda told you your time was enough for me
Not enough, I put in work to conceal the bluff
180 what I would consider tough
We trapped in a wheel, but it's muted, hush
Not enough, not enough
This money appeal, we applying blush
I heal these wounds with a fake crutch
My canvas, it bloom with a single touch of
Violet
That's what we show, not private
Better keep to yourself, stay silent
If it come to the wealth, get violent, start riots
Violet
This why my money my outlet
Only show my colors on outfit
I would put my life for the outbid, this my shit

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