Gunna - private island - A COLORS SHOW lyrics

(Wheezy outta here)

I fly G5, I don't know the sky mileage
I got some slimes out a beehive
I know they dying 'bout it
CIP Troup, I'm holding it down
You on my mind, Charlie
I got on all white Chanel, I feel godly
Every one of my cribs spotless

Oh, we made a way, oh, made a way
I knew we would see better days
I knew we would see better days
Oh, made a way

Why they facial expression givin' hate?
Why they act like I ain't helping 'em out
'cause they energy fake
Must've think I ain't have nothing to say
My first deal was 15
There wasn't nothing left to say
The thanks I get feel like high-five
I know I changed the wave
When I'm outside, the sun gon' shine
Ain't no more rainy days
She love my vibe, I love her vibe
I mean what can I say?
And count it when you pray
Thank God for these better days

Oh, we made a way, oh, made a way
I knew we would see better days
I knew we would see better days
Oh, made a way

I'm just kickin' it with a baddie
Smokin' on exotic
Ain't it ironic, look at me now
I used to sell narcotics
Couldn't sell it whole, had to break it down
But now it's all profit
They don't like advice
But I know this life just ain't for everybody
I done heard too many times you
Can't get rich with no knowledge
Told the shawty if she mine
Then promise me you keep it solid
You know bitches talk, but you with a boss
So we keep our business private
He ain't never fucked you on a private island