Status - dounia

I only get better

I only make moves

And I’mma dip out but I never quite lose

If we head south, never down with the blues, i’m too bright for that hue

My only vendetta is vetted in vain, my only restraints — embedded ingrained

Told me I couldn’t, it stood in my brain/ It stained

Only look that I’m serving is bursting disdain

What do they call it?.

Resting bitch face?

I got some rich taste with no funds to match, but they’ll catch up and stack up

at that, and they’ll overflow ‘cause my flow ain’t half bad, take it back-

fantastic

Humility seems seem tragic on a tracklist

Let me bump this ego for the masses

I don’t need status, status

Still move like I have it, have it

Still feel real lavish, lavish

I don’t need status, status

Still move like I have it, have it

Still feel real lavish, lavish

I’m a flex in itself, wearing cheap jeans and ripped tees but still steez like

chanel, still read like gold ink, I got dreams of gold sinks and mama w

diamonds as cold as an ice rink

I’m a text that you won’t get, a bid that you ain’t met, an if that you ain’t

fed and won’t feed

I got some doubts in my basement locked up complaining and now I’m making

success my safe haven

I don’t need status, status

Still move like I have it, have it

Still feel real lavish, lavish

I don’t need status, status

Still move like I have it, have it

Still feel real lavish, lavish

I’d rather be yearning than hurting

Every man is a lesson I’m learning

Got some weed, a new leaf that I’m turning

Every blunder a blunt that I’m burning

Got some flaws but they ain’t too concernin'

Got some grudges I threw in the furnace

I’m observin, this love shit’s a burden

I’m deserting he just diversion

When I drown us no we won’t resurface

If you want it you have to reserve it

I’m in demand and I’m yours for the earning

Up on the stand, show me that you’re deservin'

I don’t got space for the shifty, or the so-sos or the bougie sitting solo,

‘cause they too good for a fucking convo, little do they know.