Groovy Room (ft. LOOPY, Masta Wu, Sik-K, Kim Hyo Eun) – XINDOSHI


you gonna never find me
I live in a new town bitch
You can’t even lift your foot
Can’t ever come in
my homies are beside me
my homies all around me
how I live is my way

oh my god
I hit the block
in my town
with my mob
tho you hate, it’s okay
for today
oh my god
we too hot, who can handle
we don’t lie
with my squad
I hit the block
with my mob
in my town

Hit yo block and a plug
Still don’t know my name
Show me some young kids here
Fuckin no hoes workin 24
In this city, only we’re groovy
A new wave, we wavy
Our pockets are heavy
Ma mama ma lady I’m ready
I got Gucci ghost
Copin Gucci ghost
Dead city, smuggle dope shit
I got gold on my shining neck
In my arms, Gosha
Act like u know me G tho
My pants fuckin Adidas
Hunnid thou
Where ma Jenn at
Drunk asleep
Wake bake

you gonna never find me
I live in a new town bitch
You can’t even lift your foot
Can’t ever come in
my homies are beside me
my homies all around me
how I live is my way

oh my god
I hit the block
in my town
with my mob
tho you hate, it’s okay
for today
oh my god
we too hot, who can handle
we don’t lie
with my squad
I hit the block
with my mob
in my town

Still a long way to go
Passed through another long tunnel
Betting everything on XYZ
Walking on water with faith

The world is big, there’s lots to do
Life is short but I’m still young
When the sun sets, we rob this city
running through the city
with my wolves like “wut up”

Past the cold and dark dawn
A new morning opens
The path I’m on right now
It’s far and difficult, not a lot of people
In this world where you deceive and get deceived
It’s hard to find the truth
The cross is not just a necklace
y’all better tuck that chain

My clock tells time for you
It’s before the sunrise, 5:30AM
Stars in my heart shine
They act as my compass as I walk
The darkness of this city
It’s gonna go away when the sun rises

With heavy footsteps
The footprints of my first album were made
They’re faintly engraved
But my destination is the stage
I’m the best, that’s always the topic
Success as well
Swimming like a seal on the beat
Like the congressmen of the country
Your tightly sealed lips will open

I see it
The presidential vibes above their heads
Smelling the polluted air, smells like money
Counting money at the highest place of this city

Brainwash, brainwash, make money, don’t break it
Dreams come true in this town
we the am bi t i o n Illionaire
We made the real city
Where are all the nice guys at?

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