EDGE (FRA)
EDGE - 20.000 ft. Alpha Wann (English Translation)
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Another night wasted
Torching too many weed joints
Rum, ten years old rum
Which takes me far away from Earth
[Verse 1: EDGE]
Ouch, I can't feel my flaws
Nonstop to the sky
OG into the night, OGs at my table
Too high, I cannot count my money no more
I'm stuck on her Jimmy Choo
Mamacita I come from the blocks where opps run arounds
Cash like Virgil Abloh
Later when I'll be on the coast
I need to ride in a Murciélago
Fast life, I don't [?]
Thick blunt like a Glock, tonight alcohol flows freely
As usual, I get too much of it everytime
As usual, I get too much of it everytime
[Chorus: EDGE]
Ohhh, 20.000 leagues under the sea
Ohhh, fuck, I need air
Ohhh, 20.000 leagues under the sea
Ohhh, ohhh
[Verse 2: Alpha Wann]
S/o Stavo, n***a scooter and headphones
Instrumental-cutter
Fishscale rap, please call a taster
I'm an old globetrotter, plugged like a router
I gun down better than I used to I was a Luger I became a Ruger
Not satisfied until blue uniforms get red skin
I'm riding through town in my tracksuit like Frank in Pusher
Shinobi camouflage, I dashed off in a whirlwind
When it's fake and immobile, it's a business, not longer a movement
When I cook this shit, the rock stays solid, pure
Two goals: to dodge hess, to build my fortress of solitude
[Chorus: EDGE]
Ohhh, 20.000 leagues under the sea
Ohhh, fuck, I need air
Ohhh, 20.000 leagues under the sea
Ohhh, ohhh
[Bridge: EDGE]
Tipsy I'm doing the show I'm shining like my clothes
Toxic products bring me closer to the abyss
Tipsy I'm doing the show I'm shining like my clothes
Toxic products bring me closer to the abyss
[Verse 3: EDGE & Alpha Wann]
I know the deepest depth better than Jules Verne
Gurgling and weed to see clearly
In the VIP or in the tieks
RIP my reason of flexing
I jump from a high like Jeff Hardy
Fuck clones, aim for difference
Yacht on Sunday and jet on Tuesday
Only roundtrips Seychelles/Maldives
Triggered like a Ratu$ verse
My demons I gotta shoot 'em
In my head, lot of crossing-out
There's nothing left if I blow a Brabus
No lacing, recognize the pure shit, these little fuckers want to put in us chips
In a nutshell I take my euros and see you later
So I take my honey and get out of the hive
[Chorus: EDGE]
Ohhh, 20.000 leagues under the sea
Ohhh, fuck, I need air
Ohhh, 20.000 leagues under the sea
Ohhh, ohhh
[Outro: EDGE]
Tipsy I'm doing the show I'm shining like my clothes
Toxic products bring me closer to the abyss
Tipsy I'm doing the show I'm shining like my clothes
Toxic products bring me closer to the abyss
Let's get it