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Revolutions Video (MV)




Performed By: Alesdi
Language: English
Length: 3:48
Written by: Grant Bushnell




Alesdi - Revolutions Lyrics
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Who the hell are you to me I haven't seen you 'round
Pocket full of green today feel like I got the crown
I might learn too much I think these books holdin' me down
I don't earn enough feel like I gotta run the town
Talk about change that's the old me (Old me)
People telling me that I'm a phony (Phony)
Homie I'm a pretty social introvert (Introvert)
Bitch is talkin' bout me like I'm Lucifer (Lucifer)
Honestly, I really wasn't into her (Into her)
Everything I do a f*ckin' sin to her (Sin to her)
Nothing that I do is f*ckin' typical (Typical)
Thinkin' everything is f*ckin' critical (Critical)
People so confused I'm talkin' literal (Literal)
Benders separated by intervals (Intervals)
Relapsed, damn my tolerance is pitiful (Pitiful)
I don't need highs, I need to fill a hole (Fill a hole)
Every pull I take keep diggin' it deeper
Dreams of blowin' up from my craft like a creeper
Start a new wave tell em follow the leader
Thoughts all around me blow trumpets, cheerleader
Who the hell are you to me I haven't seen you 'round
Pocket full of green today feel like I got the crown
I might learn too much I think these books holdin' me down
I don't earn enough feel like I gotta run the town
Give up some freedom, pray trade-offs are worth it
Hope money is comin' around (Cha-ching)
Couldn't see better days while I was in a haze
Lived every day for the loud
Traded addictions, not much has changed
Now all I crave is a crowd (Yeahhh)
Slave to my cravings and prices were paid
Now I just wanna be proud
Of my 'complishments
Overdosed on confidence
Bring up all my 'complices
Now we all gon conquer this (Yeah yup)
Watch while I'm surfin' the new wave
Exploring my options in new ways
Rollin' my weed up and get paid
Try not to fall back on old ways
Who the hell are you to me I haven't seen you 'round
Pocket full of green today feel like I got the crown
I might learn too much I think these books holdin' me down
I don't earn enough feel like I gotta run the town
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Who the hell are you to me I haven't seen you 'round
Pocket full of green today feel like I got the crown
I might learn too much I think these books holdin' me down
I don't earn enough feel like I gotta run the town
Talk about change that's the old me (Old me)
People telling me that I'm a phony (Phony)
Homie I'm a pretty social introvert (Introvert)
Bitch is talkin' bout me like I'm Lucifer (Lucifer)
Honestly, I really wasn't into her (Into her)
Everything I do a f*ckin' sin to her (Sin to her)
Nothing that I do is f*ckin' typical (Typical)
Thinkin' everything is f*ckin' critical (Critical)
People so confused I'm talkin' literal (Literal)
Benders separated by intervals (Intervals)
Relapsed, damn my tolerance is pitiful (Pitiful)
I don't need highs, I need to fill a hole (Fill a hole)
Every pull I take keep diggin' it deeper
Dreams of blowin' up from my craft like a creeper
Start a new wave tell em follow the leader
Thoughts all around me blow trumpets, cheerleader
Who the hell are you to me I haven't seen you 'round
Pocket full of green today feel like I got the crown
I might learn too much I think these books holdin' me down
I don't earn enough feel like I gotta run the town
Give up some freedom, pray trade-offs are worth it
Hope money is comin' around (Cha-ching)
Couldn't see better days while I was in a haze
Lived every day for the loud
Traded addictions, not much has changed
Now all I crave is a crowd (Yeahhh)
Slave to my cravings and prices were paid
Now I just wanna be proud
Of my 'complishments
Overdosed on confidence
Bring up all my 'complices
Now we all gon conquer this (Yeah yup)
Watch while I'm surfin' the new wave
Exploring my options in new ways
Rollin' my weed up and get paid
Try not to fall back on old ways
Who the hell are you to me I haven't seen you 'round
Pocket full of green today feel like I got the crown
I might learn too much I think these books holdin' me down
I don't earn enough feel like I gotta run the town
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Writer: Grant Bushnell
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