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Joss - Pompeii.M4a (feat. Waylin Flaza) Lyrics



Joss - Pompeii.M4a (feat. Waylin Flaza) Lyrics




Okay look
This beat was made on my birthday
So it's only right I murder it first take
Breaking hella ground in the game like an earthquake
I don't got no time to hear what the church say

Cause I know I'm a sinner
You don't gotta tell me twice
And I'm married to the game
I don't even need a wife
When they see me out in public
They dapping me on sight
Cause I always put in work
Not only under the lights but

I'm talking all of the time
I feel like it's destiny
Reading all of the signs
If you call to pester me
Leave your call on decline
Cause I got the recipe
Turn this shit into wine uh

Looking at my face you can tell I'm schemin'
Listening to your tape I can tell you're dreamin'
You tryna be someone else, Willie Beamen
But Imma kill it every time, every season

They tryna test my gumption
(My gumption)
But I don't got the time for nothing
(No I don't, uh)
Cause I'm always working on something
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You better watch out, bouta be an eruption

Yuh
They tryna test my gumption
(My gumption)
But I don't got the time for nothing
(No I don't, uh)
Cause I'm always working on something
You better watch out, bouta be an eruption

Right
Right
Right
Right

Bitches money drugs
I ain't got a f*cking lot
Girly gimme hugs
So my mind don't ever rot
Seeing that I'm slipping
And my hand won't ever caught
Putting my emotion in my scotch
That's on the rocks

Like my mental
I ain't never ask for help no
Climbing out this bottle
Tryna be the f*cking best though
Got me suicidal
I ain't never got the numbers
Tryna match my rivals
But I been a f*cking head tho
Oh

They won't ever catch me
Yea I been in Purgatory
Chilling, I got homies that I know would murder for me
They won't ever match me
Yeah I be the course of glory
Killing all these peasants bowing down they be before me

Saying Reggii weak
Smoke them all for ignoring
6 feet underneath, guess your lungs couldn't hold in
I might be your peak
I ain't know what I'm holding
That be two gold rings
Now we know who been chosen
Right

They tryna test my gumption
(Gumption)
But I don't got the time for nothing
(Nothing)
Cause I'm always working on something
You better watch out, bouta be an eruption
Yuh
Bouta be an eruption
You better watch out, bouta be an eruption
(Eruption)
Yeah
Bouta be an eruption
You better watch out, bouta be an eruption, yeah
(Okay, watch out, yea)

Bouta be an eruption
Bouta be an eruption
Bouta be an eruption
Bouta be an eruption

Like Pompeii
So just get out of harm's way
And if you don't, better hope you got All State
Cause I ain't helping you out of the crawl space, uh

Nah
That's not for me
I'm just tryna get the paper like Monopoly
But I ain't finna spend it on a shopping spree
Tryna check off all the goals of the prophecy yeah
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Okay look
This beat was made on my birthday
So it's only right I murder it first take
Breaking hella ground in the game like an earthquake
I don't got no time to hear what the church say

Cause I know I'm a sinner
You don't gotta tell me twice
And I'm married to the game
I don't even need a wife
When they see me out in public
They dapping me on sight
Cause I always put in work
Not only under the lights but

I'm talking all of the time
I feel like it's destiny
Reading all of the signs
If you call to pester me
Leave your call on decline
Cause I got the recipe
Turn this shit into wine uh

Looking at my face you can tell I'm schemin'
Listening to your tape I can tell you're dreamin'
You tryna be someone else, Willie Beamen
But Imma kill it every time, every season

They tryna test my gumption
(My gumption)
But I don't got the time for nothing
(No I don't, uh)
Cause I'm always working on something
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You better watch out, bouta be an eruption

Yuh
They tryna test my gumption
(My gumption)
But I don't got the time for nothing
(No I don't, uh)
Cause I'm always working on something
You better watch out, bouta be an eruption

Right
Right
Right
Right

Bitches money drugs
I ain't got a f*cking lot
Girly gimme hugs
So my mind don't ever rot
Seeing that I'm slipping
And my hand won't ever caught
Putting my emotion in my scotch
That's on the rocks

Like my mental
I ain't never ask for help no
Climbing out this bottle
Tryna be the f*cking best though
Got me suicidal
I ain't never got the numbers
Tryna match my rivals
But I been a f*cking head tho
Oh

They won't ever catch me
Yea I been in Purgatory
Chilling, I got homies that I know would murder for me
They won't ever match me
Yeah I be the course of glory
Killing all these peasants bowing down they be before me

Saying Reggii weak
Smoke them all for ignoring
6 feet underneath, guess your lungs couldn't hold in
I might be your peak
I ain't know what I'm holding
That be two gold rings
Now we know who been chosen
Right

They tryna test my gumption
(Gumption)
But I don't got the time for nothing
(Nothing)
Cause I'm always working on something
You better watch out, bouta be an eruption
Yuh
Bouta be an eruption
You better watch out, bouta be an eruption
(Eruption)
Yeah
Bouta be an eruption
You better watch out, bouta be an eruption, yeah
(Okay, watch out, yea)

Bouta be an eruption
Bouta be an eruption
Bouta be an eruption
Bouta be an eruption

Like Pompeii
So just get out of harm's way
And if you don't, better hope you got All State
Cause I ain't helping you out of the crawl space, uh

Nah
That's not for me
I'm just tryna get the paper like Monopoly
But I ain't finna spend it on a shopping spree
Tryna check off all the goals of the prophecy yeah
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Writer: Ross Jones, Waylin Flaza
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Joss
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Ross Jones, Waylin Flaza

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