MAVI, The Alchemist - Miracle Baby lyrics
The Alchemist [Alan Daniel Maman] Beverly Hills, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[MAVI, The Alchemist - Miracle Baby lyrics]
Look me in my eyes and tell me what you see
The eyes are the windows to the soul
My man is one of the greatest yeah, ayy
Wrote this one in the
Mountains out in Tennessee, A tin of tree
Attempt to kick the tens
But I got tendencies
Sins to beat and grins to seek
Passed out in the mountain top
And skim the peak
How God playing the drums for a young
Nigga and I miss the beat, Misery
Strapped with red and green
Like we feel Christmas-y, But it's a beam
If he objеct to the tax, we send a liеn
And kiss the creek
My physical form recalled every
Lift of finger, Hiss and creak
Kicked the beans but now, to a critic
I can't be pissed to speak
Civilly, liberally, toe the gas
Hear the Jeep spin and heave
My glick with me twenty-six
So it really don't take shit to sneak
A meal can't make those bitters sweet
Start thinking 'bout love differently
Stop taking so much seriously
I'm taking all that's given to me
Liquor pitcher clinkin'
Henny drenching on my clearer speech
Stay away from my ear 'cause I
Don't operate like peers can think
Chasing down a way but
Appearing only empirically
Attempt to replicate it
A waiting fate there to sneer at me
I talk sometimes just knowing my
Phone the only one listening
Advertise the digit app when I spend a bag
Advertise the fitted mag when
I'm finna crash
Half the time at the virulence
I just sit and laugh
If we ain't there to spark the revolution
All our Siri's can
Dope from the high sierra got my
Sclera like a jerry can
I was barely there, I barely
Dwell, I'm getting scared, I can't
How we feel toward domestic
Terrorists? Prepared for them
(One of the greatest) Ayy, I swear to you
Robert Horry already scored if you lost me
I just put my ho through college
Lori Loughlin
My mama ask me why I'm on my story coughing
'Cause I'm a marksman, ayy
And perfect aim be exhausting
A game we can't all win
Quick scan look like I'm
Scamming on the odds
But really I accepted randomness of God
Shit, it is what it is
And it's not what's it's not
Nigga try me like I'm pussy
He gon' get a surprise
They don't know if I'm a rookie
Or if it's a disguise
That lil' nigga know what he doing
You can see in his eyes
Shit, it is what it is
And it's not what's it's not
A nigga try me like I'm pussy
He gon' get a surprise
They don't know if a nigga rookie
Or if it's a disguise
That lil' nigga know what he doing
You can see in his eyes
You can see in his eyes
Take a look at this it's highly theoretical
Theoretical? Do I have to remind you
That theory is a beginning solution?
The eyes are the windows to the soul
My man is one of the greatest yeah, ayy
Wrote this one in the
Mountains out in Tennessee, A tin of tree
Attempt to kick the tens
But I got tendencies
Sins to beat and grins to seek
Passed out in the mountain top
And skim the peak
How God playing the drums for a young
Nigga and I miss the beat, Misery
Strapped with red and green
Like we feel Christmas-y, But it's a beam
If he objеct to the tax, we send a liеn
And kiss the creek
My physical form recalled every
Lift of finger, Hiss and creak
Kicked the beans but now, to a critic
I can't be pissed to speak
Civilly, liberally, toe the gas
Hear the Jeep spin and heave
My glick with me twenty-six
So it really don't take shit to sneak
A meal can't make those bitters sweet
Start thinking 'bout love differently
Stop taking so much seriously
I'm taking all that's given to me
Liquor pitcher clinkin'
Henny drenching on my clearer speech
Stay away from my ear 'cause I
Don't operate like peers can think
Chasing down a way but
Appearing only empirically
Attempt to replicate it
A waiting fate there to sneer at me
I talk sometimes just knowing my
Phone the only one listening
Advertise the digit app when I spend a bag
Advertise the fitted mag when
I'm finna crash
Half the time at the virulence
I just sit and laugh
If we ain't there to spark the revolution
All our Siri's can
Dope from the high sierra got my
Sclera like a jerry can
I was barely there, I barely
Dwell, I'm getting scared, I can't
How we feel toward domestic
Terrorists? Prepared for them
(One of the greatest) Ayy, I swear to you
Robert Horry already scored if you lost me
I just put my ho through college
Lori Loughlin
My mama ask me why I'm on my story coughing
'Cause I'm a marksman, ayy
And perfect aim be exhausting
A game we can't all win
Quick scan look like I'm
Scamming on the odds
But really I accepted randomness of God
Shit, it is what it is
And it's not what's it's not
Nigga try me like I'm pussy
He gon' get a surprise
They don't know if I'm a rookie
Or if it's a disguise
That lil' nigga know what he doing
You can see in his eyes
Shit, it is what it is
And it's not what's it's not
A nigga try me like I'm pussy
He gon' get a surprise
They don't know if a nigga rookie
Or if it's a disguise
That lil' nigga know what he doing
You can see in his eyes
You can see in his eyes
Take a look at this it's highly theoretical
Theoretical? Do I have to remind you
That theory is a beginning solution?