Joss Biggins - Ambrosian lyrics

(Verse One) 7AM in Cumberland I hustle like that Flip a pound outta town then I run it right back My momma told get my money like that Bring the wealth back home and I give it right back And we was raised wrong but we stayed strong And when we kept it real we got faked on And the lights off but them snakes home Shout out MMG 8 years in and that lines on me Clean baby no lines on me Four d** and my mind won't leave And I been making songs for minute But it's not real it's emotion I'm 19 - it's bragging and boasting Everything I feel it's commotion Diluted down to a quotient They say his hella outspoken They say he done been chosen But I'm comatosing so broken So swollen that's my slogan No biceps I'm talking knees So I need that ibuprofen And if I left you the keys My fortress turned into Trojan So f** you that's what I won't do My life is just an ambrosian... (Chorus) My life is just an ambrosian (Repeat) (Bridge) And my life is such an erosion - of fake dreams hoping But this the second round I ain't leaving I'm straight bobbin and weaving Like Westbrook to Steven And I might get knocked out But that Lob rocking this whole house Won't stop slow down for no spouse (Second Verse) Maaan — All I ever wanted was a blacked out Volkswagen Be hood rich wit my pants sagging With them retro 3's making money off my pa**ion Don't follow no trends boy we make this fashion Happen — To have the girly at the wheel I ain't legal Switched up I ain't like white people You in the 6ix huh? feeling quite evil You in the mix huh? get that retrieval You got that itch ain't tryin' be legal Was a stick now you look like VanDiesel Not a snitch some like Bean Segal N the rest And this stress (This stress) Be the test And you creep No sleep and look like a mess You should go home get rest Tryna get Cali like Artest On the real I'm an artist So Don't need this sh** damn Feeling like Mitch fam Always building my team Always building my dream (always building my dream)